contest.wav

Lyrics
I'm picking the pace Watching grapes turn to raisins Trying to retrace All the steps that I have taken I'm taken aback I can't take it back Oh it takes me ba-a-a-ack I need pushpins and tacks-tacks-tacks-tacks For hanging up all of my paper-er-er Paper scenes in sta-a-a-acks Filled with pictures I've taken-en-en And when people say where does the time go Well that's one thing that I know I watch as it goes Out the window Falling below-ow-ow-ow-ow It always feels like one big contest Everything all so out of context It always feels like one big contest Everything's all so out of context It always feels like one big contest Everything all so out of context It always feels like one big contest Everything's all so out of context It always feels like one big contest Everything all so out of context It always feels like one big contest Everything's all so out of context
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Credits
- Writers
- Ravenna Golden