We met when we were young
I told you where to go
You had those creepers on
You showed me how to roll
Step out, this town
Has nothing that I wanna knowThese hearts are wireless
This ain't no crowd control
These thoughts are violent
They murder rock and roll
Slow down, fade out
That's not how I wanna goSometimes we never get started
No one will give you a wake-up call
Sometimes the hours are wasted
No one will give you a wake-up callWe need another rush
Something to fill our days
It lies in wait for us
It lives on empty space
Slow down, fade out
That's not how I wanna go, oh, oh, ohSometimes you never get started
No one will give you a wake-up call
Sometimes the hours are wasted
No one will give you a wake-up callCall, oh, oh, ohSometimes you never get started
No one will give you a wake-up call
Sometimes the hours are wasted
No one will give you a wake-up call
Songwriters
CONOR MASON, DOMINIC CRAIK, JOSEPH LANGRIDGE-BROWN, LARRY HIBBITPublished by
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