White picket fences Rather feel like prison sentences. There's a black sky high above me. At night I hear it calling out to me.
I can see my future laid out (before me now) Nice and neat, they're burying me under
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When the yellow moon shines on our faces The coyotes trapped inside my skin are gnawing through their cages.
I gotta get out of this town Before my feet dare grow roots into the ground.
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(Break me out of this town) (Bury me, bury me, bury me under) Ohhh Bury me, bury me, bury me under
I gotta get out of this town Before my feet dare grow roots into the ground
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