Are you ready to move on?
But I can tell that you're holding onto things that won't fly.
And I can tell you don't like it.
And you're beginning to let go of the shit to get by.
So hold on, hold on to what you wanna do.
It won't do you no harm.
You can't tell, you can't tell what you're weakest for.
You have to reconcile.
Things are slipping out of reach and you are getting impatient. Impatient.
Things are slipping out of reach and you are getting impatient. Impatient.
And I can see in the distance.
But what a way that this was.
Not what we wanted by far.
Try a different direction.
It'll soon be better to go this way than make life like that hard.
And right now, right now is where I wanna be.
You couldn't change my mind.
And you won't know, you won't know if it was good advice.
Leave it all behind.
Things are slipping out of reach and you are getting impatient. Impatient.
Things are slipping out of reach and you are getting impatient. Impatient.
Writer(s): Alexander James Trimble, Samuel Matthew Halliday, Kevin Stephen Baird
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