Look at this, it´s me, walking away.
Look at you drowning, on display.
Every time I´ve dropped by, I´ve tried to say
The water is rising.
You don´t want to stay.
It´s that sinking feeling. you know what it´s bringing on.
You might as well say it,
I see it, I feel it.
This town is going wrong.
It´s turning away.
You wanted me to be someone that I could never be
My new friends are offering things I´ve never dreamed
It´s beautiful
I´d like for them to take me on ...
The track mall gang went off
On the Tennessee goth. a lunar moth,
You chrysalis and flail.
The water is rising. you try to rappel.
A rousing cheer for the boy in the well.
It´s that sinking feeling. you know what it´s bringing on.
You might as well say it,
I see it, I feel it.
This town is going wrong.
It´s turning away.
You wanted me to be someone that I could never be
My new friends are offering things I´ve never dreamed
It´s beautiful
I´d like for them to take me on ...
Here is where I look back.
Here is where you fell.
This is where I got up,
Shaking off my tail
This is where your rope trick
Started to look stale.
A greyhound pass for the boy in the well.
It´s that sinking feeling
You know what it´s bringing on
I might as well say it.
I see it, I feel it
This town is going wrong.
It´s turning away.
You wanted me to be someone that I could never be
My new friends are offering things I´ve never dreamed
It´s beautiful
I´d like for them to take me on
You wanted me to be someone that I could never be
My new friends are offering things I´ve never dreamed
It´s beautiful
I´d like for them to take me on
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