Lyrics Nine Twenty-Three - Philip Bowen

Whoa whoa whoa

It's nine twenty-three, what's the matter with me
I've been singing all night, just to prove that I'm right
Somebody online told me I'm wasting my time
I'm average at best, give it up and take rest

Whoa whoa whoa

There's a million reason why not to reach for the sky
Keep your plans in the shed your friends will find them when you're dead
Don't let it go to waste there is no time and no place
Like right now to hit the gas before the moments pass

It's 9:23 what's the matter with me
Listening to people yelling at me on a screen
I'd rather aim high and miss, before I aim low and hit
The only way the devil wins is if I lie down and quit

Fall down five get up six, denied seven try for eight
The thing about success is that it rarely ever waits
I'm chasin' my dream and in my dreams I succeed
Now all that I need is believers like me

It's 9:23 what's the matter with me
Listening to people yelling at me on a screen
I'd rather aim high and miss, before I aim low and hit
The only way the devil wins is if I lie down and quit

It's 9:23 what's the matter with me
Listening to people yelling at me on a screen
I'd rather aim high and miss, before I aim low and hit
The only way the devil wins is if I lie down and quit