eight hours (James Vincent McMorrow remix) Lyrics

It’s in the not knowing

If I’m coming or going

And if only I knew

I’d know what to do

It’s in the not sleeping

My mind repeating

Everything that I’ve done

I used to be fun

Now I,

Talk too much,

Think too much,

Miss my friends,

Stay out of touch

Tell myself,

Things I’ve felt

Well, they never meant much

I spend all night,

Losing my own fight,

I swear I try I do,

I do, I do, I do

It’s in the not moving,

The constant need to be improving,

Everything that I am,

As if I still have a plan

It’s in the still-sitting,

And all the people I’m missing,

Tell me I’ll be alright,

Just need eight hours a night

Cos I,

Talk too much,

Think too much,

Miss my friends,

Stay out of touch

Tell myself,

Things I’ve felt

Well, they never meant much

I spend all night,

Losing my own fight,

I swear I try I do,

I do, I do

I spend all night,

Losing my own fight,

I swear I try I do,

I do, I do, I do