Spend all day working in the sand
Sweating bullets just to make us grow
Why do I bother giving you a hand
Lets move forward but you don't want to go
Not going to change your mind
Don't get why you stick around
Your mixed feeling are wasting time
All I want is us rising off the ground
Tired of being the nice guy always
They normally read you fairly quick
You are the flavor only some days
Its only temporary its never sticks
Sep 13, 2019
Sep 13, 2019 at 1:37 PM UTC
Spend all day working in the sand
Sweating bullets just to make us grow
Why do I bother giving you a hand
Lets move forward but you don't want to go
Not going to change your mind
Don't get why you stick around
Your mixed feeling are wasting time
All I want is us rising off the ground
Tired of being the nice guy always
They normally read you fairly quick
You are the flavor only some days
Its only temporary its never sticks
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