Call it a crutch when you plan it too much Waste your whole life without living Gimme a moment that should have been spent Time isn't very forgiving
Wasting away all your calendar days I'd tell you again but you'd miss it There's a place for everything, everything in it's place
You look good in this suit, it's tailored for you You're hardly alive in your skin We've been waiting, where have you been
Maybe the sin isn't where we begin Don't want to rush in discretion Don't want remorse to be drowned in the shore This isn't a class just a lesson Start with a story you don't want to tell of the time when you may have been reckless You may have been young and foolish then but so, so
Show me the pictures you don't wanna see Things you don't want me to know Everyone's asking where did you go
Tell me the one about when you were young Cause you're only as old as you feel Somebody might take your moment while you weren't at the wheel
Compositor: Matthew Patrick Pryor (Matt Pryor) ECAD: Obra #18347515