In Disrepair Lyrics
- Genre:Alternative
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
It's the past
It has a way of holding onto you
Nothing lasts
Tomorrow drinks the life out of today
It's the past
It's in the ways of trading up to you
Nothing lasts
It's how the poets feel your pain
And my shoes are pleading to let it go
And my hands are never tired
And my head negotiates
While my mind is in a state
Take your chance
No one here would take a chance for you
It's what we have
A flame to dance away the afternoon
And my hands are pleading to let it go
And my hands are never tired
And my head negotiates
While my mind is in a state
It's the past
Tomorrow drains the life out of today
Nothing lasts
It's how the poets feel your pain