Flashback
I see myself, in reflection
Drowning in waters of truth
I've turned my back on myself
Backwards off rooftops
Waltz toward your seesaw of aspiration unmoved
How can I make a difference in these trying times
Wake Up
I've betrayed myself
Quicksand in-hand
Disband all belief that you'll come to grips with what you seek
"Practice what you preach", that's what I tell myself
But hell, here we are again
Conversation like an orphanage, dwarfish and defeated
The rain is always seeping in between each crack in the foundation
Since when were dreams worth chasing
We're not getting any younger
The ink was hardly even dry
So how'd I slip asunder
Wonderlust Video (MV)
Performed By: Lost Coast
Language: English
Length: 4:31
Written by: Brandon Lupori, Dillon Pritchett
Lost Coast - Wonderlust Lyrics
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Flashback
I see myself, in reflection
Drowning in waters of truth
I've turned my back on myself
Backwards off rooftops
Waltz toward your seesaw of aspiration unmoved
How can I make a difference in these trying times
Wake Up
I've betrayed myself
Quicksand in-hand
Disband all belief that you'll come to grips with what you seek
"Practice what you preach", that's what I tell myself
But hell, here we are again
Conversation like an orphanage, dwarfish and defeated
The rain is always seeping in between each crack in the foundation
Since when were dreams worth chasing
We're not getting any younger
The ink was hardly even dry
So how'd I slip asunder
I see myself, in reflection
Drowning in waters of truth
I've turned my back on myself
Backwards off rooftops
Waltz toward your seesaw of aspiration unmoved
How can I make a difference in these trying times
Wake Up
I've betrayed myself
Quicksand in-hand
Disband all belief that you'll come to grips with what you seek
"Practice what you preach", that's what I tell myself
But hell, here we are again
Conversation like an orphanage, dwarfish and defeated
The rain is always seeping in between each crack in the foundation
Since when were dreams worth chasing
We're not getting any younger
The ink was hardly even dry
So how'd I slip asunder
Writer: Brandon Lupori, Dillon Pritchett
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid