Fast Times
Sun’s up too soon like daylight savings
Mixed emotions are congregating
Picturing us in all these places
Ahead of myself’s an understatement
Sky looks so purple I can taste it
Couple days in I call you baby
3 stories up here contemplating
But what the fuck is patience
Chorus:
These are
Fast times
And fast nights yeah
No time for rewrites
We couldn’t help it
Outlines
On bed sides yeah
Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it
Fast times
And fast nights yeah
Closed eyes
And closed blinds
We couldn’t help it
Outlines
On bed sides yeah
Give me a second to forget the way I really meant it
Verse 2:
My feelings used to be serrated
But you speak in such a perfect cadence
Tip toeing past so many stages
But what the fuck is patience
Chorus:
These are
Fast times
And fast nights yeah
No time for rewrites
We couldn’t help it
Outlines
On bed sides yeah
Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it
Fast times
And fast nights yeah
Closed eyes
And closed blinds
We couldn’t help it
Outlines
On bed sides yeah
Give me a second to forget the way I really meant it
Bridge:
These
These are
These are the
Fast times
These
These are
These are the
Chorus:
Fast times
And fast nights yeah
No time for rewrites
We couldn’t help it
Outlines
On bed sides yeah
Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it
Fast times
And fast nights yeah
Closed eyes
And closed blinds
We couldn’t help it
Outlines
On bed sides yeah
Give me a second to forget the way I really meant it
