Charlie Simpson - All At Once Lyrics
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All At Once
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What Are The Lyrics For All At Once By Charlie Simpson?
Some of us will live our lives
Like we are just living life on the run Some of us will die in our old age Others of us will die young But sometimes it feels like I am just Getting so many things wrong It feels like I'm walking down my last mile And my God, it just feels so long Please just slow it down I'm walking off these years Please just slow it down 'Cause I can't stand the tears But I would not expect you to understand it 'Cause things never turned out the way we planned it I just hoped that I would know you And I never have to walk this world alone I would not expect you to ever notice You never had the time to be overjoyed with me If you could hear me now, yeah Then I wouldn't want to lose it all at once Some of us will live our lives Like we are just dragging our heels through the night Some of us will stay in the darkest holes And some of us will find the light And sometimes it feels like I am just Getting so many things wrong It feels like I'm walking down my last mile And my God, it just feels so long Please just slow it down I'm walking off these years Please just slow it down 'Cause I can't stand the tears But I would not expect you to understand it 'Cause things never turned out the way we planned it I just hoped that I would know you And I never have to walk this world alone I would not expect you to ever notice You never had the time to be overjoyed with me If you could hear me now, yeah Then I wouldn't want to lose it all at once |
Who Wrote All At Once By Charlie Simpson?
Charles Simpson, Danton Supple
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