[ Featuring Petit Biscuit, Vera Blue ]
I always let the days slip away
I should have been making up my mind
I never opened up, took it all in
And now I'm running out of time
Sometimes I dream about going back
Keeping all the things I left behind
But now I know you can't change the past
Change the past, change the past
I always let the days slip away
When I was seventeen, nicotine
I try to hold it back, take a breath
But now I know you can't change the past
Change the past, change the past
