Letra de Thinking, That's All

Play your hand
Don't play it off
Don't play that game
Out of touch
There is no pride in seconds lost
First cello suite
I know I'm late
What do you care
Stop dragging feet
We can't go back for seconds lost
Smooth the sheets
No one was here and never will
Wind your watch for seconds gone
Drive by don't stop
Hate wins don't stop
Guilt won't let you because you let it
Because you lost