作词 : Emmett Young
作曲 : Quinn Boyce-Bacon
Wasting our time, getting wasted with time
It all flies, It all flies
We thought the doves were the solution to all our problems

We were loosing our loosing our loosing our minds
Loosing our loosing our loosing our minds, yeah
Loosing our loosing our loosing our minds, yeah
Loosing our loosing our loosing our minds

We were wasting our wasting our wasting our time
Through pages and pages its all I could find
How does that even fit in the storyline
Turn around now get me to redefine
To redefine

Staring into blue on my days off
Might catch me dozing, dozing off
Get me off them before it becomes too much
The end is in sight and I cannot see past it

Put it away, it was before we did all this.
Bad for the soul but it looking so bliss.

We were loosing our loosing our loosing our minds
Loosing our loosing our loosing our minds, yeah
Loosing our loosing our loosing our minds, yeah
Loosing our loosing our loosing our minds