I'm in no rush
When all that's left of me is pride and novelty
No nothing else
To hold me
There's nothing left to hold me
Maybe then I'll breathe
And take a second glimpse at things that I set free
There's nothing else
To hold me
And all the time that I spent
Waiting for a taste of something different
I only see what's missing here
But if all else is said
Then maybe I'm the one who's not seeing clear
So I disappear
So I'm in no rush
To lead
When all that's left of late is pride and novelty
No nothing else
To hold me
There's nothig else
To hold me
No nothing else
To hold me
To hold me
