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letra de fight back time - sløtface & the buoys

[verse 1]
i’ve been getting up early, and staying up late
scared myself in the mirror, caught a glimpse of my face
dark circles you could drown in, unimaginative death
looking for something to stave off the dread

[refrain]
tell me you’ve got something
tell me you’ve got something

[verse 2]
i like to think that i can be on top of it all
if i spent less time thinking, maybe i would sleep more
counting cracks in my ceiling, making lists in my head
tryin’ to swim when i’m out of my depth

[refrain]
tell me you’ve got something
tell me you’ve got something

[chorus]
midnights keep coming, indigo skies
and i’ll try to fight back time, time
midnights keep coming, i can outrun them
i’ll try to fight back time, time
running out the clock
[verse 3]
staying for one last drink, when i should be in bed
can’t decide what i’m doing, so i do nothing instead
may as well lean into, these self destructive ways
when you’re already soaked, why would you care about a little rain?

[refrain]
tell me you’ve got something (tell me you’ve got something)
tell me you’ve got something (tell me you’ve got something)
tell me you’ve got something (tell me you’ve got something)

[chorus]
midnights keep coming, indigo skies
and i’ll try to fight back time, time
midnights keep coming, i can outrun them
i’ll try to fight back time, time

[post-chorus]
running out the clock
running out the clock
running out the clock

[bridge]
i’m tired of dragging my feet
yeah, i’ve got nothing left to spend
always burning the candle at both ends
and what i keep underneath is only for me to see
gotta find a release
[refrain]
tell me you’ve got something
tell me you’ve got something
tell me you’ve got something
tell me you’ve got something
tell me you’ve got something
tell me you’ve got something

[chorus]
midnights keep coming, indigo skies
and i’ll try to fight back time, time
midnights keep coming, i can outrun them
i’ll try to fight back time, time
watching the hands on a clock, and they’re pointing at me
i’ve been stealing the seconds, i’m the thief
wrestling with minutes, ’til i hear the clock chime
all i can do is try to fight back time

[post-chorus]
running out the clock
running out the clock
running out the clock

- slotface the buoys

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