文本歌词

Waste of Time - Lostboycrow
Sick of this ceiling and tired of the bedroom floor
Swimming in the hallways looking for an open door
I've tried to sleep I've sung these songs before before
They come back to me in different colours
These shadows and numbers are staring me down me down
Yeah I hate the feeling they're hanging around
Aaah 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
Haaaa
These shadows and numbers keep staring me down staring me down
Ooh you know I hate it when they do that
Aaah 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
Hooo
Aaah maybe this time maybe this time we'll be fine 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
Time ooo
Never a waste never a waste of time
Never a waste never a waste of time