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letra de vanilla days - cami proctor

each day i wake with music in my head
it seems a dream left it playing there
that little record player in my brain
has a lot to say

i don’t wanna go where every day’s the same
i know saying ‘no’ will not change a thing
that little record playing in my brain
is skipping (skipping, skipping‚ skipping)

tell me what’s the purpose of these games
not everybody wants to be detained

coming out of my mouth
the words don’t sound like me
spending days in a haze makes it hard to see
that little record playing in my brain
is cracking

if patience is a virtue as they say
does that mean that i’ll always have to wait?

and i’ve got one hand reaching for the door
but my feet are both cemented to the floor
and i need it to stop‚ yeah‚ i want it to end
but i’m never gonna have this time again
and i’ve got one track playing on repeat
and although i know exactly what i need
no i cannot escape, no i cannot get away
so i’m living these vanilla days

oh the faces are amazing everywhere i look
so many people here who know me like a book
well there’s an army singing in my brain
i couldn’t live without

i see what could be if i just had the time
n-body likes it when i go and speak my mind
that little record player in my brain
never gets to shine

sometimes i feel like i’m in a dream
cause nothing’s as important as it seems
and i’ve got one hand reaching for the door
but my feet are both cemented to the floor
and i need it to stop, yeah‚ i want it to end
but i’m never gonna have this time again
and i’ve got one track playing on repeat
and although i know exactly what i need
no i cannot escape, no i cannot get away
so i’m living these vanilla days

and i’ve got one hand reaching for the door
(oh the faces are amazing everywhere i look)
but my feet are both cemented to the floor
(so many people here who know me like a book)
and i need it to stop, yeah‚ i want it to end
(oh the faces are amazing everywhere i look)
but i’m never gonna have this time again

each day i wake with music in my head
and that’s the reason why i get up out of bed
that little record playing in my brain
isn’t finished yet

- cami proctor

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