Doubt Comes from 33 by August on Sunday

Even when I get down I smile through it
because you’re noticing me
Even when I’m all out of these chances
I’ve always got a spare key

I hold my breath and watch you closely
I still wonder, how this could be

My feet ain’t touching the ground
not even the doubt come
Nothing can hold me down

Can’t take my head from the clouds
not even when the doubt comes
Nothing can hold me down

Every time I thought I would not make it
I thought of how it used to be
Seven years I’ve wasted on these regrets
but now they can’t touch me

I’ll stand my ground and let her walk away
You can’t help the ever-changing

My feet ain’t touching the ground
not even the doubt come
Nothing can hold me down

Can’t take my head from the clouds
not even when the doubt comes
Nothing can hold me down

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