letra de idle time - sugar pit
[chorus]
wait, my grip is tired, i will not pull away
my feet are moving faster every day
i swear i know that our time is cheap
my hands are busy, busted at the seams
steppin’ off the edge, now, headed for the coast
wait ’til i come back home
[verse 1]
you’ll see the ghost on my nacet stage
my skin has shed the last of its remains
my t–th are sharp and look at how they shine
oh wait, wait, wait
oh, wait ’til the sun goes down
watch checking account run dry
watch as your peers will pass you by
one by one all the way
runnin’ around on bended knees, and
wishing the time had come but now he’s gonе
the chance has passed away
will you still rеmember things you said today?
wait ’til i come back home
[chorus]
my grip is tired, i will not pull away
my feet are moving faster every day
i swear i know that our time is cheap
my hands are busy, busted at the seams
steppin’ off the edge, now, headed for the coast
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