Yeah, they call my name every Friday
We arrive, we leave in the blink of an eye
We take the bar then the bar's money
Then we take off, my kind of deal
We marked the X, we aimed right
We crossed out little Jesus
The midnight count, I have a thousand and one
I haven't seen the sun in ages
But you need what you need for the clientele
We served the clientele
Left feathers on hotel beds
Crazy stories, I can't even tell
Left my wife at home
So much in my zone, it's been months since I said I love you
But these things, they take time
These things, they take time
I hear the crowd asking for an encore
She writes to me, I hope it was worth it
I can't talk, I'll call you back later
I can't talk, I'll call you back later
We made war, we made peace
We made love, I barely remember
I need to learn to reconnect
But these things, they take time
Sudden urges to burn bridges
Wash my hands of it then throw in the towel
I almost, I almost lost it
Don't look at me like that, I don't have the answers
I might just do it over again
I might just do it over again
For now, I have no regrets
But these things, they take time

These things, they take time
These things, they take time
These things, they take time
These things, they take time
These things, they take time
These things, they take time
These things, they take time
These things, they take time
These things, they take time
These things, they take time
These things, they take time
These things, they take time
These things, they take time
These things, they take time
These things, they take time
These things, they take time

New album, we renegotiate
A record day then the year will follow
We take the spotlight for two months
Then we disappear again, you know our style
We shoot once, we hit our targets
We do our best to achieve the impossible
But these things, they take time
These things, they take time man
Every day we have big weeks
We find sleep as soon as the day breaks
Bury my head in the sun
Bury my head in the sun
I start shooting in all directions
I think my conscience is playing tricks on me
I quit smoking every day
But these things, they take time
Oh yeah, I know the great classics
Easy money is always complicated
It's been 2-3 years that I've been waiting for my boy
Apparently, he got stuck in traffic
Since the Volvo skidded
Five years in and out of therapy
Sometimes, I feel like he hasn't learned anything
But these things, they take time

These things, they take time
These things, they take time
These things, they take time
These things, they take time
These things, they take time
These things, they take time
These things, they take time
These things, they take time
These things, they take time

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