I don't know what makes it grow
I know that seasons come and seasons go
Oh man, I don't think I can
And you found it in your heart
And you don't wanna see it pulled apart
Oh man, I don't understand

In our polyester death
There is nothingness and no regrets
Oh I'm thinking of numbers
What's your number?
What's in a number?
Two numbers true

We could have made it
I believe we faded
And soon the world will too
We should have worn it
Shown it
We could have made it
I believe we faded
And sorta slowly too
We should have worn it
Shown it
We could have made it

I don't know what makes it grow
I know that seasons come and seasons go
We hope and we hope and hope
And you want to lose
Just any excuse that you can use
To save yourself the trouble

We could have made it
I believe we faded
And soon the world will too
We should have worn it
Shown it
We could have made it
I believe we faded
And sorta slowly too
We should have worn it
Shown it

I'll make time
I'll make time for you
When there's nowhere to run
I'll be there for you

We could have made it
I believe we faded
And soon the world will too
We should have worn it
Shown it
We never made
Didn't try to save it
And sorta slowly too
We should have worn it
Shown it
We could have made it

Copyright: Fintage House Publishing
Writer(s): JOHAN HASLUND WOHLERT, JONAS BJERRE TERKELSBOEL, SILAS UTKE GRAAE JOERGENSEN