- Genre:Rock
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Spare me the advice
'Cause I'm sick of sleepwalking everyday
Simply following the pavement
The finish line has been erased
There's no antiquated dream to chase
The torch was passed on while you slept
Standing by while it dies without the promise you made to yourself
Won't let myself be content, happy
With any choice I make
Only regret it when the passion fades
And I could leave here
Ignore the seeds we've sown
But this bed is so dear
I wanna see it overgrown
Spare me the Advice
'Cause I'm sick of sleepwalking every day
Simply following the pavement
Improvise my lines
And even if it's riddled with mistakes
It's not too late change
Never seen it quite like this before
Canvas has changed
Nothing's the same
What strings still keep pulling us this way?
If it sustains you, is it the art that suffers?
If purpose evades you, then you're dull and gray like the others
It looked so much closer from on the giant's shoulders
Feeling so much older, I don't know what I want from this
And I could leave here
Ignore the seeds we've sown
But this bed is so dear
I wanna see it overgrown
Spare me the Advice
'Cause I'm sick of sleepwalking through my days
Simply following the pavement
Improvise my lines
And even if it's riddled with mistakes
It's not too late change