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• Artiste: Benjamin Francis Leftwich
• Titre: Slipping Through My Fingers
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I've always felt like life was slipping through my fingers So I've always loved like I was running out of time Since I was a kid I've been all weird and worried a lot Guess I did my best to escape until I forgot It's nothing like the movies It's nothing like you think You'll find me at the party Crying at the sink I know about that broken Feeling when you say “What a time To be alive” To be alive, hummingbird I've always dreamt of picket fence and perfect teeth I had no reason to believe in make-believe But I know about those mornings That crying in the car You swore you wouldn't do it But you dived it after dark It's really just a rebound It's clearly just the space Where you hide To feel alive Feel alive, hummingbird Picture's imperfect But it never shows I'm playing the part I've always known To look alive To look alive, hummingbird To look alive To look alive, hummingbird