(verse one) 
I heart metal 
I heart wine
 more so when they’re combined the wood that scares me
saved my life
lesson learned after twice…

(pre-chorus one) 
the trees are blinking bright
I shake in the rhythmic light
I’ve never felt anything like
the cold of these empty spaces…

(verse two)
 fog from bottles 
end of lines 
don’t start making gears grind 
but back road findings could change my mind busy bees don’t really fly…

(pre-chorus two) 
if I could just slow down
and scribble on missing pages
 who would I write it for?
 and who would write it for me now?…

(chorus one) 
some people wait just for a little bit why can’t I wait to find my little bit?…

(pre-chorus three)
 the trees are blinking bright
 I shake in the rhythmic light
 I’ve never felt anything like
the cold of these empty spaces 
if I could just slow down
and scribble on missing pages 
who would I write it for?
 and who would write it for me now?…

(chorus two)
 some people wait just for a little bit why can’t I wait to find my little bit?

some people wait just for a little bit some people wait just for a little bit some people wait just for a little bit why can’t I wait to find my little bit?…

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