The Neighbourhood - Sadderdaze Lyrics
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Sadderdaze
Sadderdaze Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Sadderdaze By The Neighbourhood?
Dirty fingernails, same as your mind
But he could strum the guitar just fine Every now and then he'd think about his life Daydreamin' just to pass the the time Now the sun is closer than it was before Anyone who's anyone can feel it Saturdays are not the same as they used to be Sadder days, why do they keep on using me? They keep on using me Even as a child everyone would say He was gonna be a star someday Finally he found a way to reach the sky But he didn't know what he'd find Now the sun is closer than it was before Anyone who's anyone can feel it, mmm Saturdays are not the same as they used to be Sadder days, why do they keep on using me? They keep on using me He's got a big head full of trash And he talks down every chance he gets He's a grown man with committable mistakes Saturdays are not the same as they used to be Sadder days, why do they keep on using me? Saturdays are not the same as they used to be Sadder days, why do they keep on using me? Saturdays are not the same as they used to be Sadder days, why do they keep on using me? They keep on using me They keep on using me They keep on using me They keep on using me They keep on using me |
Who Wrote Sadderdaze By The Neighbourhood?
Brandon Alexander Fried, David Sitek, Jeremy Allen Freedman, Jesse J Rutherford, Lars Stalfors, Matthew Schwartz, Michael Blake Margott, Zach Shane Abels
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What's The Duration Of The Sadderdaze By The Neighbourhood?The duration of Sadderdaze is 4:10 minutes and seconds. |
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