Foo Fighters. A Matter Of Time. Zeneszám

Let's change the subject to someone else
You know, lately I've been subject to change.
Normally I reel in the strange.
Hangover, I'm older

You're one to talk, the heart is a clock
Just like a bomb it keeps on tikin' away
Counting down to denotate
You will need an army to summon me

It doesn't matter much to me,
if it doesn't matter much to you
uhuhuh
It doesn't matter much to me,
if it doesn't matter much to you

It's just a matter of time
Before, before
It's just a matter of time
Before, before
And though I hate to rewind
Before, before
It's just a matter of time

My past is getting us nowhere fast
I was never one for taking things slow
Nowhere seems like somewhere to go
Come over, and over

Doing my time for line after line
When will I learn to sing these crimes to myself?
Prisoners to share a cell with
I'm holding, still holding,
holding you in.

It doesn't matter much to me,
if it doesn't matter much to you
uhuhuh
It doesn't matter much to me,
if it doesn't matter much to you

It's just a matter of time.
Before, before.
It's just a matter of time.
Before, before.
And though I hate to remind.
Before, before.
It's just a matter of time.

Where the hell were you?
Uhuhuh
Where the hell were you?
Uhuhuh
Where the hell were you?

It's just a matter of time.
Before, before.
It's just a matter of time.
Before, before.
And though I hate to revise.
Before, before.
It's just a matter of time.

What does it matter now?
What does it matter now?

What does it matter now?
What does it matter now?

It's just a matter of time.
Time!



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