out...
Mother weep the years I'm missing
All our time can't be given
Back
Shut my mouth and strike the demons
(that)Cursed you and your reasons
Out of hand and out of season
Out of love and out of feeling
So bad
but When I can, I will
Words defy the plans
but When I can, I will
Fool enough to almost be it
Cool enough to not quite see it
old enough to always be this
Always older, I'll always feel this
No more promise no more sorrow
No longer will I follow
Can anybody hear me
I just want to be me
and When I can, I will
Try to understand
That when I can, I will
All our time can't be given
Back
Shut my mouth and strike the demons
(that)Cursed you and your reasons
Out of hand and out of season
Out of love and out of feeling
So bad
but When I can, I will
Words defy the plans
but When I can, I will
Fool enough to almost be it
Cool enough to not quite see it
old enough to always be this
Always older, I'll always feel this
No more promise no more sorrow
No longer will I follow
Can anybody hear me
I just want to be me
and When I can, I will
Try to understand
That when I can, I will
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