Jon Foreman - Throwing Chairs (Acoustic) | Текст песни

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• Jon Foreman
• Throwing Chairs (Acoustic)

Seatbelts, no smoking, sedated, but I wanna be
Throwing chairs not sleeping on the plane
The dirt, and the energy, the real world, where I wanna be
Throwing chairs, not sleeping on the plane

I wanna wake up low in the world below
I wanna wake up low

The failure, and the hunger,
Ignored so far below us here
Middle class still sleeping on the plane

- Chorus –

I wanna wake up low, In the world below
I wanna love life low, where we need it most
I wanna wake up low, wake up low
I wanna wake up low, In the world below
I wanna love life low, where we need it most
I wanna wake up low, I wanna wake up low

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