Overture letra

It's a quarter past four in the evening
I'm waiting on those inspired feelings
And its half past five
I need to feel alive
I wish I never had to try
Don't want to be
This passerby
And all I need is all I wanted
So I sit here still
All alone
Move in for the kill
My motto: too late for sorrow
These lines are nothing to be borrowed
Put it down I'll finish it tomorrow
I'm done wasting rhymes

I Hate My Ex - Letras

• Come Hell or High Water
• Hey! I Can Sing Like a Socal Douchebag
• I'm Not Bad, Just Drawn That Way
• Mosquito Valentino
• Mr. F
• Mr.f
• Overture
• Prose And Probability
• Sobs
• Song 37
• This World Will Eat You Alive
• You Belong With Me