I'm down the second time around
Now all these years take their toll
Who were you trying to impress?
Now I'm lost in bad habits
Such a hopeless mess
Cause I'm not trying to check how many chances I get
I wanna make the best of whatever I have
And I'm not trying to test if the afterlife is real yet
So I get it off my chest
I was better off just being cold
Cold as a winter's night
I might need a little minute now
Just to get out of my head
And get back into it right
Cause I'm not trying to check how many chances I get
I wanna make the best of whatever I have
And I'm not trying to test if the afterlife is real yet
So I get it off my chest
Simon Sunday - A Little Minute Lyrics
Simon Sunday - A Little Minute Lyrics
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I'm down the second time around
Now all these years take their toll
Who were you trying to impress?
Now I'm lost in bad habits
Such a hopeless mess
Cause I'm not trying to check how many chances I get
I wanna make the best of whatever I have
And I'm not trying to test if the afterlife is real yet
So I get it off my chest
I was better off just being cold
Cold as a winter's night
I might need a little minute now
Just to get out of my head
And get back into it right
Cause I'm not trying to check how many chances I get
I wanna make the best of whatever I have
And I'm not trying to test if the afterlife is real yet
So I get it off my chest
Now all these years take their toll
Who were you trying to impress?
Now I'm lost in bad habits
Such a hopeless mess
Cause I'm not trying to check how many chances I get
I wanna make the best of whatever I have
And I'm not trying to test if the afterlife is real yet
So I get it off my chest
I was better off just being cold
Cold as a winter's night
I might need a little minute now
Just to get out of my head
And get back into it right
Cause I'm not trying to check how many chances I get
I wanna make the best of whatever I have
And I'm not trying to test if the afterlife is real yet
So I get it off my chest
Writer: Simon Zimmermann
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