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Lucas Jones - Over Time Lyrics



Lucas Jones - Over Time Lyrics
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And autumn's nice
It's when the winter hits I don't go outside
Running track race in my own two minds
Stuck in the middle like the other guy
Believe I've tried to override
The magazine cover and the fiends who cry
For other people could be easy, I
Would never, lie
Clock ticks backwards on borrowed time
And I've been in this room too long
Can't remember my own songs
I'm sorry, baby, please I'm wrong
I'm wrong
Over time
Places and I've known that I've crossed the line
People always telling me I'm acting fine
You always pushed away like you wasn't mine
And she wasn't mine, and
Over time
Places and I've known that I've crossed the line
People always telling me I'm acting fine
You always pushed away like you wasn't mine
And she wasn't mine, and
She got a thing for expensive fabrics with little taste
Watermarked with a crimson face in a running race
Spiked with no lee, she partied on on another day
Zipped emoji, sent French, but no I don't parlé
Next time I see him I'll thank him for bringing all this pain
Next time I take it I'll wait, before I take again
All these songs all these sounds, they all seem the same
I'm losing sanity and hours clocked another day
And I've been on the same shit lately
Cross my heart and hope you lie, talking to me crazy
Same, same, same shit lately
Lately, lately
And I've been in this room too long
Can't remember my own songs
I'm sorry, baby, please I'm wrong
I'm wrong
Over time
Places and I've known that I've crossed the line
People always telling me I'm acting fine
You always pushed away like you wasn't mine
And she wasn't mine, and
Over time
Places and I've known that I've crossed the line
People always telling me I'm acting fine
You always pushed away like you wasn't mine
And she wasn't mine, and
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And autumn's nice
It's when the winter hits I don't go outside
Running track race in my own two minds
Stuck in the middle like the other guy
Believe I've tried to override
The magazine cover and the fiends who cry
For other people could be easy, I
Would never, lie
Clock ticks backwards on borrowed time
And I've been in this room too long
Can't remember my own songs
I'm sorry, baby, please I'm wrong
I'm wrong
Over time
Places and I've known that I've crossed the line
People always telling me I'm acting fine
You always pushed away like you wasn't mine
And she wasn't mine, and
Over time
Places and I've known that I've crossed the line
People always telling me I'm acting fine
You always pushed away like you wasn't mine
And she wasn't mine, and
She got a thing for expensive fabrics with little taste
Watermarked with a crimson face in a running race
Spiked with no lee, she partied on on another day
Zipped emoji, sent French, but no I don't parlé
Next time I see him I'll thank him for bringing all this pain
Next time I take it I'll wait, before I take again
All these songs all these sounds, they all seem the same
I'm losing sanity and hours clocked another day
And I've been on the same shit lately
Cross my heart and hope you lie, talking to me crazy
Same, same, same shit lately
Lately, lately
And I've been in this room too long
Can't remember my own songs
I'm sorry, baby, please I'm wrong
I'm wrong
Over time
Places and I've known that I've crossed the line
People always telling me I'm acting fine
You always pushed away like you wasn't mine
And she wasn't mine, and
Over time
Places and I've known that I've crossed the line
People always telling me I'm acting fine
You always pushed away like you wasn't mine
And she wasn't mine, and
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Writer: Jude Campbell
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Performed By: Lucas Jones
Language: English
Length: 2:32
Written by: Jude Campbell

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