Early Hours

Early Hours Lyrics Meanings
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Early Hours Lyrics

Hold on
Hold on, hold on
Chasing pavements, she told me lately
My eye's been tracing a false rose tint
Fucking hopeless, a true romantic
Pure pedantic, bittersweet to know it
Over-expressive, restless
Past and present, forget the blessings
Forget about the summers that teach us lessons
Searching for a home so I keep on pressing
Early hours, feeling vacant
Back at afters, hands are shaking
Muddled laughter, dawn's cracking
The mood is breaking
The birds are waking, smoke another rollie
Tell another story you already told me
Full of laughter, silent child inside
Eyes wide as when we were five
Nestled feelings, close contact ceilings
Indoors are hopeless for healing
A meaning I'm searching, this hurting's for something
But demons are lurking
Dark times are waiting, the devil's impatient
Stay up on your toes, complacent is baiting
Aiding the vacant, awaiting a chance to be taken
A chance to be taken
Hold on
Hold on, hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on, hold on
If I told you, I'd have to kill you
My better half, I want to feel you
If I told you, I'd have to kill you
My better half, need to feel you
Take a bite, take a slice, take the fucking whole pie
Do it right, tread light when you cross my mind
Reaffirm your stance with a squeeze of hands
And a two-step dance, sipping moonlit cans
Make a wish, catch a lip from an eyelash
Slip, take a hit, flip it right for when we burn at night
Make me earn it right, make us great don't quit
When it gets real tough, well we can handle shit
What's with the hold up? What's with the slow love?
Tell me what it is, and I can make that change
I can't control you, don't wanna own you
Tell me how to help, why does this feel so strange?
Hold on
Hold on, hold on

Hold on
Hold on, hold on
Chasing pavements, she told me lately
My eye's been tracing a false rose tint
Fucking hopeless, a true romantic
Pure pedantic, bittersweet to know it
Over-expressive, restless
Past and present, forget the blessings
Forget about the summers that teach us lessons
Searching for a home so I keep on pressing
Early hours, feeling vacant
Back at afters, hands are shaking
Muddled laughter, dawn's cracking
The mood is breaking
The birds are waking, smoke another rollie
Tell another story you already told me
Full of laughter, silent child inside
Eyes wide as when we were five
Nestled feelings, close contact ceilings
Indoors are hopeless for healing
A meaning I'm searching, this hurting's for something
But demons are lurking
Dark times are waiting, the devil's impatient
Stay up on your toes, complacent is baiting
Aiding the vacant, awaiting a chance to be taken
A chance to be taken
Hold on
Hold on, hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on, hold on
If I told you, I'd have to kill you
My better half, I want to feel you
If I told you, I'd have to kill you
My better half, need to feel you
Take a bite, take a slice, take the fucking whole pie
Do it right, tread light when you cross my mind
Reaffirm your stance with a squeeze of hands
And a two-step dance, sipping moonlit cans
Make a wish, catch a lip from an eyelash
Slip, take a hit, flip it right for when we burn at night
Make me earn it right, make us great don't quit
When it gets real tough, well we can handle shit
What's with the hold up? What's with the slow love?
Tell me what it is, and I can make that change
I can't control you, don't wanna own you
Tell me how to help, why does this feel so strange?
Hold on
Hold on, hold on

Writer(s): Shane Richardson
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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