Sat on the step, count it all back
Let it all go to prevent a crack
And it seems I miss you dearly
You find my side, so I'll find the time
I'll grow up some day, but for now I'm fine
But I wish that you were near me.
Glory days, oh, glory days behind me
Show deep and tainted skin
I'm well aware, so don't remind me
How I can't seem to win, accept defeat
And curse the cracks of empty streets
I don't wanna tell the same sad story
Even I did, you'd just ignore me
I wear myself out, trying to find an ending
And I'll work this out when I stop pretending
That I could never let this go
There's more to life than just chasing ghosts
But then hindsight's 20/20
My old man once said, "Take heath
Don't wait until you're just like me
To look back over history with nothing but regret."
So all my friends say "Fuck forever. Live today and die together."
We don't wanna tell the same sad story
Heard it all before and that's fucking boring
I wear myself out trying to fight it in me
If I work this out will I stop pretending
That I could never let this go
There's more to life than chasing ghosts
But then hindsight's 20/20
I wear myself out trying to fight it in me
If I work this out will I stop pretending
That I could never let this go
There's more to life than chasing ghosts
But then hindsight's 20/20
Writer(s): Andrew Wade, Jeremy Mckinnon, Philip Thorpe Evans, Sebastian Barlow, Daniel Washington, Lloyd Roberts, Benedict Barlow
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