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• Artiste: Ruston Kelly
• Titre: Half Past Three
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I'm sick of missing out Feeling like I'm beaten down I'm telling you, I'm tired of losing Like I'm underneath The uncontrollable things I'm running sprints But I ain't ever moving And it reduces me to a crawl And I just can't seem To deal with it all I just want something That I can hold that doesn't break I'm going 95 for no good reason Down the interstate Cuz your dog gets sick And your parents get old And everything that used to stick Well, I just can't seem to hold on to them And the world's ablaze Everybody's got something to say And hope is getting pushed to the fringes And I'm filled with doubt And feeling like nothin' ever gets done around here The doors are hanging on the hinges I just want something That I can hold that doesn't break I'm going 95 for no good reason Down the interstate Cuz your dog gets sick And your parents get old And everything that used to stick Well, I just can't seem to hold on to them He was a brother to me And just like that he's gone I'll never know what made him do it If there was something I could've done More for him But then it's half past three And I'm laying awake And you're sleeping next to me And the rain hits the street You put your hand on my chest And I pull you into me