[Verse 1] There's no point moving on too quickly If you're only gonna look back distinctly with regret A silhouette that chases you is far from perfect [Verse 2] And 666 I write on my wrist In the hope I'll summon what lives beneath Oh no, I've lost control I hate growing old [Chorus] We've got a lot to talk about Thought to face And I'll book a...Learn More