Jack Rooks - Slow Rushin

Friday night feeling slow and smeared
Girl caught parked car just what I feared
Stupid face I could tell it was near
Walk away confused didn't see a tear
I've been thinking bout days in the past
We tried to catch it but it just moved too fast
Every quip flies over your head, but I'm moving too slow
That's just what you said
Feels like every night's the last
These kind of things were never meant to last
Feels like every night's the last
These kinds of things were never meant to move too fast
Scattered eyes always indirect
Tired eyes hypnotized by your teenage sect
Everyday falls into the next
Weekend rituals resurrect feelings our sober minds reject
Feels like every night's the last
These kinds of things were never meant to last
Feels like every night's the last
These kinds of things were never meant to move too fast
Feels like every night's the last
These kinds of things were never meant to last
Feels like every night's the last
These kinds of things were never meant to move too fast

Written by:
James Rooks

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