Fuck your horizon Feeding time again Terrified to leave him Staring at the sun Broken by Boxing Day Cheers to everyone The landscape is collapsing Heart can't hold the space Faith, you wanna have faith You wanna be tied up Waves just come upon waves We just about died, yup Life, the thing that you hold Is the thing that you hold back For once, get out of your head And out of the same track Tear down the night Take out your soul Show it to me now So that I know Finally kiss me The Earth looks calm from here Now you're like you should be The lion to the deer
Ooh, what you waiting for? You never really tire of it You never really tire of it Ooh, what you waiting for? You never really tire of it You never really tire of it
Fuck all your ego Breathe until it hurts Tear me into pieces Home here in the dirt Time, you wanna make time 'Cause you wanna make heroes But lines, you've stepped over lines until it all meant zero Love, you wanna make love But you don't love yourself yet Above, that the good Lord above Wouldn't take you's a safe bet Kill all your heroes Now there's nowhere left to hide Is your money where your mouth is? Or has something in you died?
Ooh, what you waiting for? You never really tire of it You never really tire of it Ooh, what you waiting for? You never really tire of it You never really tire of it Ooh, what you waiting for? You never really tire of it You never really tire of it Ooh, what you waiting for? You never really tire of it You never really tire of it Ooh, what you waiting for? You never really tire of it You never really tire of it
Compositores: Gary John Lightbody (PRS), John Mcdaid (IMRO), Nathan Connolly (Snow Patrol) (PRS)Editor: Sony/ATV Songs LLC (BMI)Administração: Sony Music Publishing LLCECAD verificado obra #44980637 em 22/Jul/2024 com dados da UBEM