Never thought that I'd be the one to say that I've had enough, yeah You've open up the closets, the skeletons are catching up I'm waiting for a chance to bail But the goddamn ship set sail I know without a doubt, that I want out But there's not a chance in hell
Time to admit it, a man has got a limit Going through the motions I'm at the bottom, lost and forgotten Going through the motions My mind is about to overload It's a time I'll be sad to blow When we'll be going through the motions Go, go, go!
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Ten minutes later, I finally I've got it up You know that something's wrong when you've begun to gather dust So what's the point in aiming at all When you're garenteed to fall My reflections crack And looking back it's all unreconisable Time to admit it, a man has got a limit Going through the motions I'm at the bottom, lost and forgotten Going through the motions My mind is about to overload It's a time I'll be sad to blow When we'll be going through the motions Go, go, go!
Going through the motions Going through the motions Going through the motions Going through the motions Going through the motions Going through the motions Going through the motions Going through the motions Going through the motions Going through the motions Going through the motions
Time to admit it, a man has got a limit I'm at the bottom, lost and forgotten Going through the motions My mind is about to overload It's a time I'll be so sad to blow When we'll be going through the motions Going through the motions Going through the motions Going through the motions Going through the motions Going through the motions Going through the motions
Compositores: Thomas Michael Fletcher (Tom Fletcher), Daniel Alan Jones (Daniel Jones), Dougie Lee Poynter (Mcfly) ECAD: Obra #4587566 Fonograma #1727238