Lostboycrow - Waste of Time Lyrics

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Waste of Time

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What Are The Lyrics For Waste of Time By Lostboycrow?
Sick of this ceiling
And tired of the bedroom floor Swimming in the hallway Looking for an open door I've tried to sleep I've sung these songs before They come back to me in different colors These shadows and numbers are staring me down Yeah, I hate the feeling of hanging around Maybe this time maybe this time We'll be fine We could make shapes out of old ways Watch them fight the sky The mind is a cage no bird is used to When we fly, whatever we make is never A waste of time Breathing my demons funny how they all blow smoke Talking to the good ones And laughing at the songs we wrote I've had this dream, a little less intense when I'm sleeping And my tongue keeps speaking different colors These shadows and numbers keep staring my down Ooh you know I hate it when they do that Maybe this time maybe this time We'll be fine We could make shapes out of old ways Watch them fight the sky The mind is a cage no bird is used to When we fly, whatever we make is never A waste of time Maybe this time maybe this time We'll be fine We could make shapes out of old ways Watch them fight the sky The mind is a cage no bird is used to When we fly, whatever we make is never A waste of time |
Who Wrote Waste of Time By Lostboycrow?
Jasen Rauch, Anthony Armstrong, Rob Graves
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What's The Duration Of The Waste of Time By Lostboycrow?The duration of Waste of Time is 3:25 minutes and seconds. |
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