Put a padlock on my laptop
Let a shamrock grow from the blacktop
I feel like I'm landlocked so I watch The Sandlot a damn lot
Somewhere between glam rock and my hand cocked since the sandbox
With our hands locked, I asked pop: "Why's the cash stop?"
A jackpot can turn a crackpot to a mascot
The backdrop is a snapshot of the last shot
Swallow the key, follow the lead
These words we wrote so long ago still hold true
Seems worse to know I wasn't wrong, oh I told you that I was falling behind
Still trying to make up the time
Still trying to make up my mind
Hairs split when the snare kicks
We're careless, never cherished
According to their list we've perished and there is no way to repair this
No parish of fairness so where is the land of the lost?
We ran up the walls while they planned for us to fall
Damned and banned we jammed to stand tall
Crammed in the jaw are the hands for the crawl!
Swallow the key, follow the lead
These words we wrote so long ago still hold true
Seems worse to know I wasn't wrong, oh I told you that I was falling behind
Still trying to make up the time
Still trying to make up my mind
Failure to launch
Tailored the watch to wind what we feel because time isn't real
One mistake won't dictate his fate
Fit a zip to his lip but it didn't take
Mind over matter matters none to mine
Time won't flatter the matters of my mind
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Times Infinity - Mr. Mirage Lyrics
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Put a padlock on my laptop
Let a shamrock grow from the blacktop
I feel like I'm landlocked so I watch The Sandlot a damn lot
Somewhere between glam rock and my hand cocked since the sandbox
With our hands locked, I asked pop: "Why's the cash stop?"
A jackpot can turn a crackpot to a mascot
The backdrop is a snapshot of the last shot
Swallow the key, follow the lead
These words we wrote so long ago still hold true
Seems worse to know I wasn't wrong, oh I told you that I was falling behind
Still trying to make up the time
Still trying to make up my mind
Hairs split when the snare kicks
We're careless, never cherished
According to their list we've perished and there is no way to repair this
No parish of fairness so where is the land of the lost?
We ran up the walls while they planned for us to fall
Damned and banned we jammed to stand tall
Crammed in the jaw are the hands for the crawl!
Swallow the key, follow the lead
These words we wrote so long ago still hold true
Seems worse to know I wasn't wrong, oh I told you that I was falling behind
Still trying to make up the time
Still trying to make up my mind
Failure to launch
Tailored the watch to wind what we feel because time isn't real
One mistake won't dictate his fate
Fit a zip to his lip but it didn't take
Mind over matter matters none to mine
Time won't flatter the matters of my mind
Let a shamrock grow from the blacktop
I feel like I'm landlocked so I watch The Sandlot a damn lot
Somewhere between glam rock and my hand cocked since the sandbox
With our hands locked, I asked pop: "Why's the cash stop?"
A jackpot can turn a crackpot to a mascot
The backdrop is a snapshot of the last shot
Swallow the key, follow the lead
These words we wrote so long ago still hold true
Seems worse to know I wasn't wrong, oh I told you that I was falling behind
Still trying to make up the time
Still trying to make up my mind
Hairs split when the snare kicks
We're careless, never cherished
According to their list we've perished and there is no way to repair this
No parish of fairness so where is the land of the lost?
We ran up the walls while they planned for us to fall
Damned and banned we jammed to stand tall
Crammed in the jaw are the hands for the crawl!
Swallow the key, follow the lead
These words we wrote so long ago still hold true
Seems worse to know I wasn't wrong, oh I told you that I was falling behind
Still trying to make up the time
Still trying to make up my mind
Failure to launch
Tailored the watch to wind what we feel because time isn't real
One mistake won't dictate his fate
Fit a zip to his lip but it didn't take
Mind over matter matters none to mine
Time won't flatter the matters of my mind
Writer: Brady Echols, Rolando Ayala
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid