Out From Under Songtext
von Bailey Grey
Out From Under Songtext
Sometimes I snooze my alarm and I wake up in pieces
I moan and I groan
Babe, just get out of bed
Go downstairs for a coffee, or maybe a pastry
Whatever I′m feelin
Put myself together by 10
I spent two hours on instagram scrolling through
Places I'd take you if you were my lover
My lover
You′d be so comfortable under my covers
My covers
Can I make the time go slow?
And get out from under
Get out from under
Can I make the time go slow?
And get out from under
Cause these goddamn doors are closing
I wish that I could write songs for a living
Cause that's what makes me feel alive
Then I can't pay the bills
I feel like my life has been chosen before
I was even aware that I had one
Go in for the kill
I am a flower, I grow with the sun
Winter is cold
And I die in it′s clutch
I put all my pressure on deadlines and money
And no one is offering anywhere sunny to go
Can I make the time go slow?
And get out from under
Get out from under
Can I make the time go slow?
And get out from under
Cause these goddamn doors are closed
Bad to the bone
Seasons are changing, oh
Where are the days I get to do what I want?
They must be right around the corner
I′ll look right around the corner. See where I get off
But I'm too busy for love
Then again, I′m not paid nearly enough
Can I make the time go slow?
And get out from under
Get out from under
Can I make the time go slow?
And get out from under
Cause these goddamn doors are closing
Can I make the time go slow?
And get out from under
Get out from under
Can I make the time go slow?
And get out from under
Cause these goddamn doors are closing
I moan and I groan
Babe, just get out of bed
Go downstairs for a coffee, or maybe a pastry
Whatever I′m feelin
Put myself together by 10
I spent two hours on instagram scrolling through
Places I'd take you if you were my lover
My lover
You′d be so comfortable under my covers
My covers
Can I make the time go slow?
And get out from under
Get out from under
Can I make the time go slow?
And get out from under
Cause these goddamn doors are closing
I wish that I could write songs for a living
Cause that's what makes me feel alive
Then I can't pay the bills
I feel like my life has been chosen before
I was even aware that I had one
Go in for the kill
I am a flower, I grow with the sun
Winter is cold
And I die in it′s clutch
I put all my pressure on deadlines and money
And no one is offering anywhere sunny to go
Can I make the time go slow?
And get out from under
Get out from under
Can I make the time go slow?
And get out from under
Cause these goddamn doors are closed
Bad to the bone
Seasons are changing, oh
Where are the days I get to do what I want?
They must be right around the corner
I′ll look right around the corner. See where I get off
But I'm too busy for love
Then again, I′m not paid nearly enough
Can I make the time go slow?
And get out from under
Get out from under
Can I make the time go slow?
And get out from under
Cause these goddamn doors are closing
Can I make the time go slow?
And get out from under
Get out from under
Can I make the time go slow?
And get out from under
Cause these goddamn doors are closing
Writer(s): Bailey Grey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

