You always come up gold Without having been told Was I ever that young Or was I always old? You're trying on new fits I'm on the same bullshit But you know I love it And I can't seem to quit
If I could just stand still (If I could just stand still) Is it my will pulling me up this hill? Searching for something real
Can we please back this up? Refill the paper cup Until we're all grown up And we have had enough
If I could just stand still (If I could just stand still) Is it my will pulling me up this hill? Searching for something real
If I could just stand still (If I could just stand still) Is it my will pulling me up this hill? Searching for something real Something real now If I could just stand still (If I could just stand still) Is it my will pulling me up this hill? Searching for something real
Compositores: Matthew Kallman, Alexander William Bleeker (Alex Bleeker), Martin Courtney, Jackson Pollis, Julian Anthony Lynch ECAD: Obra #25154147 Fonograma #20337399