The News from The Times by Midnight Snack

I’m just waiting for the news to sink in
And I keep hoping that my grip will tighten
But I’m still trying to make this right.
I can see the wound but I can’t feel the pain
I keep making moves but I can’t feel the change
Its all the same.

I’m just waiting for the paint to dry
Looking for a new way to get you high
Feels like we’re taking the same old ride every time.
Every time, every time.

I’m just waiting for the sun to rise
Waiting for the water to hit high tide
So we can wash away this lie
I can see the wound but I can’t feel the pain
I keep making moves but I can’t feel the change
Its all the same.

I’ve been fooling myself for a long time, long time, long time.
I’ve been working myself for a long time, long time, long time.
I’ve been fooling myself for a long time, long time, long time.
I’ve been working myself for a long time, long time, long time.

I’m just waiting for the news to sink in
And I keep hoping that my grip will tighten
But I’m still trying to make this right.
I can see the wound but I can’t feel the pain
I keep making moves but I can’t feel the change
Its all the same.
Its all the same.
Its all the same.
Its all the same.

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