Текст песни Have Had - Justin Christopher

Lone driver the speed racer the the cherry picker wait
Why the high hung fruit always the most delicious
Say
Why the shortest women equipped with shorter tempers
Stay Blowing steam shouting loud enough for the world to listen
I like to think im wholesome
I like to think i never want for more than hands could hold to
I like to think we on the brink of safely fusing atoms
To Endless energy no excuses so get to me not soon right on ime
Perfect moment is when the clock unwinds
And forever don't seem so inclined so we take it for granted
A first kiss, painlessness, first dates awkwardness
High stakes this could be my wife often overthink
Pick your poison don't drop it
Along the bank thinking real wealth is it there in these pockets
Beyond the heart maybe
Behind these sockets far away from court dockets
Blind men with perfect vision see the wins in all my losses

Hold on
Hold on
Cause there's no letting go just
Hold on
When there's no letting go
Hold on
Hold on
Cause there's no letting go just
Hold on
When there's no letting go

Its in the bag
And then its not
See thats what i had now this what i got
Gone in a flash
Thats good enough
You're all i need when you're right in front of me

The one that got away
The two that ran adjacent
The three that turned your love triangle to an even base thats
One short of a starting rotation
We play the sport of hand shaking deals then accusations
Nothings mine but the fingerprints
Everything that's passed around leaves dirt behind that cant be rinsed
Pressure been on since yesterday why im so past tense
But the falling induced this so flipping
While mid air well shouldn't make difference
Wouldn't mind the disparity if it left me with clarity
Clear endings in sight or were other choice might've landed me
How you feel when I hold you like
I'll never let go then how you feel on the first day that it really get cold
And no jacket or outerwear shield when that old winds blowing
Overthrowing all of your senses cant map out where it is going til it hit ya
Build up a defense that rivals medieval fortress
Moats under chain bridge that collapse
When the wind touches your soul loss enters
Sphincter that opens
You reluctant to show it
The blade has already scraped
The feeling oozing away
Familiarity's ghost standing in old loves place
Intruding memories chase ya you won't surrender to change til its

Its in the bag
And then its not
See thats what i had now this what i got
Gone in a flash
Thats good enough
Youre all i need when you're right in front of me