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letra de wasted days - press club

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i feel my body getting grey like my concrete town
it’s desiccating all of my future somehow
i tried to change, i tried it out
but they’d taken all the water out

i let the ceiling fall down from the sky
so i can see it changing from day into night
i need the dark, i need the light
but i’m surrounded by the walls inside

i feel the same
on my wasted days
i need to change
i need to change my wasted ways

i’d like to catch you and reel you in
i like the feeling of you crawling on my skin
electricity is where you end and i begin
oh my memory of black and white linoleum
i hold you close but let you out
the bradycardia of everything slowing down

i feel the same
on my wasted days
i need to change
i need to change my wasted ways
my wasted days have always been the same
go to bed early, wake up late
i look in the mirror, see the same young face
changing every day
if i could see me through your eyes
i’d set the scene and stabilise

i feel the same
on my wasted days
i need to change
i need to change my wasted ways

i feel the same
on my wasted days
i need to change

- press club

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