Out of Style Songtext
von Marc Scibilia

I was born in the automatic age
And I was turned to the turning of a page
And we were strangers in that automatic way
We had no choice

Are you scared that nothing can be right?
And everywhere we go is single vine
To compare the features of your day
We′re living, we're living in the automatic age

If you got time to hold me
I got time to get nowhere
Let′s take a while
Remember when my momma told me
Everything good comes slowly, and it's slowly, it's slowly
Out of style

I was there when love was face to face (Face to face)
And I was there as the feelings went away (Went away)
And I′ll be here for you any time you feel afraid
Running, running, running, running to the automatic age


If you got time to hold me
I got time to get nowhere
Let′s take a while
Remember when my momma told me
Everything good comes slowly, and it's slowly, it′s slowly
Out of style

Can't fight a moment when it′s gone
No matter what, it's moving on
Can′t fight a moment when it's gone
No matter what, it's moving on
Can′t fight a moment when it′s gone
No matter what, it's moving on
Can′t fight a moment when it's gone
No matter what

If you got time to hold me
I got time to get nowhere
Let it take all night
Remember when my momma told me
Everything good comes slowly, and it′s slowly, it's slowly, it′s slowly

If you got time to hold me
I got time to get nowhere
Let it take all night
Remember when my momma told me
Everything good comes slowly, and it's slowly, it's slowly (It′s slowly)
Out of style


Can′t fight a moment when it's gone
No matter what, it′s moving on (It's going out of style)
Can′t fight a moment when it's gone
No matter what, it′s moving on
Can't fight a moment when it's gone
No matter what, it′s moving on