Testo 2:38 Emery

2:38

Couple hundred dollars in my pocket
Couple thousand miles from home
Pulled up with everything we owned
But no place to go

Found ourselves a small apartment
Just a place to make our beds
Wrote down every thought that I ever?had
Played?guitar'till my fingers?bled

And we knew'the stakes were high
Some days we laughed, some days we cried
Chasing dreams and wasting time
These were the best days of our lives

It's 2:38 in the morning
No clarity in my mind
If I could regulate all the chemicals
Maybe I could get some sleep at night

Working 9 to 5 just to pass the time
And pay all the debts that I owe
Bear my days and grin
What I wouldn't give to hear our song on the radio

And we knew the stakes were high
Some days we laughed, some days we cried
Chasing dreams and wasting time
These were the best days of our lives
And the times that I recall
Where we had nothing at all
Writing songs with my best friends
This is how the story begins

It's not the destination that you're looking for
The journey never ends, but we must carry the torch
The notes from my fingers, the words from my mouth
The songs write me as they please, not the other way around

It's not the destination that you're looking for
(Is it worth ità Would you change ità Would you do it over if you could?)
The journey never ends, but we must carry the torch
(There's a feeling that you have when you do much more than you thought you would)
The notes from my fingers, the words from my mouth
(Now the [?] spark from underneath your feet)
The songs write me as they please, not the other way around
(Never hold back, never give in, [?])

And we knew the stakes were high
Some days we laughed, some days we cried
Chasing dreams and wasting time
These were the best days of our lives