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The Last Day of Our Lives (Schuyler Fisk)

Stop now the speeding clock on Sunday 'Cause I don't wanna go another week again I hang on to everything you left me 'Cause I can't go back When the days go by I'm making lists I should be sleeping I write down All my favourites things About You I hate the way That I've been feeling 'Cause I can't go back When the days go by I've given up trying to forget And I've given in I know I've made my bed I wanna tell you Everything I never said And use this time Like the last day of our lives I'm a mess when I hear about you Caught in a maze Like an arcade game Are you getting what you need to Do you feel the same Do you feel the same I've given up trying to forget And I've given in I know I've made my bed I wanna tell you Everything I never said And use this time Like the last day of our lives Of our lives Oh our lives And time's been moving Like a speed train Always on the left lane Brought me on the freeway Nothing's gonna stop me Not until I see your face Everybody knows I've been tripping over benches And the deep, steep trenches Running circles in the yard Not getting far But I gotta get to you Damn I gotta get to you Everybody knows 'Cause I've given up trying to forget And I've given in I know I've made my bed I'm gonna tell you everything I never said And use this time Like the last day of our lives Of our lives Our lives Stop now the speeding clock on Sunday 'Cause I don't wanna go another week