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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dylan Rockoff
Dylan Rockoff
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dylan Rockoff
Dylan Rockoff
Songwriter
John Samuel
John Samuel
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Samuel
John Samuel
Producer
Jonathan Roye
Jonathan Roye
Producer

Lyrics

Saturdays back in 05
Flip flops with the socks high
My dad was drivin me down to the diamond
Back seat and I thought I
Was gonna make it big time
Maybe it’s crazy to think we’re the same kid
But it’s just circles in my head, I’ve been running after something
I know money couldn’t help,
Always starving for my purpose
Maybe I ain’t found it yet
Honest questions with my mother,
All these things you think you want
Will they ever be enough?
looking for the answers where they used to be
(At the center of it all for everyone to see)
But if I lose all the attention and I own nothing
If it’s just her & me, on a bench in the street with Dolly underneath
Maybe that would be enough for me
25 on the outside
Dark bags under bright eyes
Maybe I’m tired cause my expectations are too high
The truth is right now, I’ve got everything I need
But it’s never been my nature to accept complacency
But it’s just circles in my head, I’m still running after something
I know money cannot help,
Always starving for more purpose
Maybe it’s right here instead
Honest questions with my lover,
All these things I think i want
Will they ever be enough?
I’ve been looking for the answers where they used to be
(At the center of it all for everyone to see)
But if I lose all the attention and I own nothing
If it’s just her & me, on a bench in the street with Dolly underneath
Maybe that would be enough for me
But it’s just circles in my head, I’ve been running after something
I know money couldn’t help,
Always starving for my purpose
Maybe I ain’t found it yet
Honest questions with my mirror,
All these things you think you want
Will they ever be enough?
Written by: Dylan Rockoff, John Samuel
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