作词 : Sek Hao Ho/Victor Yee
作曲 : Sek Hao Ho/Victor Yee
Took a little while to get you back
Blood is thicker than the water
But it doesn’t look like that when we’re together
All it took was a moment
Of our disagreements
Sitting on the deep end
Water’s reaching my neck
Searching for whatever else I could’ve done
It’s playing over and over again in my head
Got my days stuffed up again
Let’s just make friends
And hold hands
Let’s just make friends
And say thanks
Move on, be glad
Mistakes are made
Past tense
Dying
Cause we’re sad
Thinking bout the times that we shared
I remember every moment of it
But then how did it come to that
It took a moment and we were out of it
If we’re honest, we never want it to end like that
Made a million bucks but you were gone
Didn’t matter bout the glory, there isn’t even a party
Wanna celebrate, but you’ve gone away
Patch it up
Or mow it down
Call it out
And make a sound
Maybe there’s no compromise
And that’s just fine
It’s a little bit hard to say
But that’s only truth
We don’t need each other wallowing around
Fine
Fine
Reminiscing history at night
Patch it up
Or mow it down
Call it out
And make a sound
Maybe there’s no compromise
And I don’t mind
作词 : Sek Hao Ho/Victor Yee
作曲 : Sek Hao Ho/Victor Yee
Took a little while to get you back
Blood is thicker than the water
But it doesn’t look like that when we’re together
All it took was a moment
Of our disagreements
Sitting on the deep end
Water’s reaching my neck
Searching for whatever else I could’ve done
It’s playing over and over again in my head
Got my days stuffed up again
Let’s just make friends
And hold hands
Let’s just make friends
And say thanks
Move on, be glad
Mistakes are made
Past tense
Dying
Cause we’re sad
Thinking bout the times that we shared
I remember every moment of it
But then how did it come to that
It took a moment and we were out of it
If we’re honest, we never want it to end like that
Made a million bucks but you were gone
Didn’t matter bout the glory, there isn’t even a party
Wanna celebrate, but you’ve gone away
Patch it up
Or mow it down
Call it out
And make a sound
Maybe there’s no compromise
And that’s just fine
It’s a little bit hard to say
But that’s only truth
We don’t need each other wallowing around
Fine
Fine
Reminiscing history at night
Patch it up
Or mow it down
Call it out
And make a sound
Maybe there’s no compromise
And I don’t mind