Flashes of a sinful summer, speaking softly I simmer in frustration
Hoping that a slide will not reveal this to my present
Crack my neck and spin my head round again
We should stop, it doesn't taste good
And the blanket is getting uncomfortable
Your skin a bit too close
The points you used to miss remain the same
They don't change
They never change
The point you've always missed are still the same
They don't change
The wait doesn't pay
I won't rejoin them in a straight line, they've been left dry too long
If I was ever to gear up, I, I'd sure need a wash
For you to give a little push may be hard
But for me there's no driving without it
And despite the desire, the spark pops the bubble
That I have been trying to build
The points you used to miss remain the same
They don't change
They'll never change
The point you've always missed are still the same
They don't change
The wait doesn't pay
And the stinging sensation of losing it all
It is subtle and yet so destructive
For the thoughts and the words never seem to describe
Fully what it was that we bet on that night
A stinging sensation of struggle
An awful sensation of love
That seems to remind us of how it will never
Never it will be alright
The points you used to miss remain the same
They don't change
They'll never change
The point you've always missed are still the same
They don't change
The wait doesn't pay
Jack of All Trades - Chapter IV Lyrics
Jack of All Trades - Chapter IV Lyrics
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Flashes of a sinful summer, speaking softly I simmer in frustration
Hoping that a slide will not reveal this to my present
Crack my neck and spin my head round again
We should stop, it doesn't taste good
And the blanket is getting uncomfortable
Your skin a bit too close
The points you used to miss remain the same
They don't change
They never change
The point you've always missed are still the same
They don't change
The wait doesn't pay
I won't rejoin them in a straight line, they've been left dry too long
If I was ever to gear up, I, I'd sure need a wash
For you to give a little push may be hard
But for me there's no driving without it
And despite the desire, the spark pops the bubble
That I have been trying to build
The points you used to miss remain the same
They don't change
They'll never change
The point you've always missed are still the same
They don't change
The wait doesn't pay
And the stinging sensation of losing it all
It is subtle and yet so destructive
For the thoughts and the words never seem to describe
Fully what it was that we bet on that night
A stinging sensation of struggle
An awful sensation of love
That seems to remind us of how it will never
Never it will be alright
The points you used to miss remain the same
They don't change
They'll never change
The point you've always missed are still the same
They don't change
The wait doesn't pay
Hoping that a slide will not reveal this to my present
Crack my neck and spin my head round again
We should stop, it doesn't taste good
And the blanket is getting uncomfortable
Your skin a bit too close
The points you used to miss remain the same
They don't change
They never change
The point you've always missed are still the same
They don't change
The wait doesn't pay
I won't rejoin them in a straight line, they've been left dry too long
If I was ever to gear up, I, I'd sure need a wash
For you to give a little push may be hard
But for me there's no driving without it
And despite the desire, the spark pops the bubble
That I have been trying to build
The points you used to miss remain the same
They don't change
They'll never change
The point you've always missed are still the same
They don't change
The wait doesn't pay
And the stinging sensation of losing it all
It is subtle and yet so destructive
For the thoughts and the words never seem to describe
Fully what it was that we bet on that night
A stinging sensation of struggle
An awful sensation of love
That seems to remind us of how it will never
Never it will be alright
The points you used to miss remain the same
They don't change
They'll never change
The point you've always missed are still the same
They don't change
The wait doesn't pay
Writer: Lorenzo Spreafico
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