Wide Eyed - Billy Lockett

How long will I fly out until I listen?

Truth is I’m used to making it up on my own

How long will I climb out?

I never listen

I’m in remission

No more wide eyes

I can’t pretend

I can’t pretend

No morning cries

I can’t pretend

It’s not the end

How long will I say yes over my conscience?

Truth is I’m wasted before I take it all in

How long will I blame it all on past life tragedy?

There’s no remedy

No more wide eyes

I can’t pretend

No, I can’t pretend

No morning cries

It’s not the end

No, it’s not the end

No more wide eyes

I can’t pretend

No, I can’t pretend

No morning cries

It’s not the end

No, it’s not the end