Lost At 17
(专辑: Lost At Seventeen - 2013)
Well, I've wasted so much time I've heard the
birds fly south and back before my eyes could take a
look... And my head's stuck between the
notes and not the
numbers and slumber to the
thought of reading books. I
just wanna sit beneath All her comfort and belief. Because the
moon's got claws And I
don't wanna go to sleep. She'll always be my excuse For a
neverending use Of helping me sit down To find my thoughts in the
lost and found Cuz the
moon's got claws, And she's got me in her reach. Well, it was Friday. And I
planned out what to do I
was to get myself ahead And not look back... Now its Sunday, and I
didn't do Jack shit... I
sat around and Just felt sorry for myself. Well, I've wasted so much time I've heard the
birds fly south and back before my eyes could take a
look... And my head's stuck between the
notes and not the
numbers and slumber to the
thought of reading books. I
just wanna sit beneath All her comfort and belief. Because the
moon's got claws And I
don't wanna go to sleep. She'll always be my excuse For a
neverending use Of helping me sit down To find my thoughts in the
lost and found Cuz the
moon's got claws, And she's got me in her reach All day and night when I
can't sleep... Cuz I'm lost at seventeen, Already tired of being tired. There's a
line for fools like me, But "their" brain-style is required And that line won't catch me tipping, Cuz the
moon keeps me from slipping out of reach. I
just wanna sit beneath All her comfort and belief. Because the
moon's got claws And I
don't wanna go to sleep. She'll always be my excuse For a
neverending use Of helping me sit down To find my thoughts in the
lost and found Cuz the
moon's got claws, And she's got me in her reach All day and night when I
can't sleep... Cuz I'm lost at seventeen, Already tired of being tired. There's a
line for fools like me, But "their" brain-style is required And that line won't catch me tipping, Cuz the
moon keeps me from slipping out I'm: Cuz I'm lost at seventeen, Already tired of being tired. There's a
line for fools like me, But "their" brain-style is required And that line won't catch me tipping, Cuz the
moon keeps me from slipping out of reach.