Could you ever leave town? Could you ever let your hair down? Could you ever get out? Could ever face your fears? Now, I've had it up to here And I've never had it figured out I've had it up to here
Life is back in session Back to deep depression Time feels like digression Back to decompression I lost my concentration I drowned in your sensation I can't recuperate, I'm devastated Don't make me concentrate Fuck, you know I have to say I hate this conversation I should've figured this was always your intention You knew we'd never make it
(I'll never make it, I'll never make it out)
I guess this gives you the room you need To stand above the movements from the earthquakes That'll shake when I make mistakes And take this all for granted And you say that you can't stand it Anymore I feel it first hand it's, It's the sand that hits the wake When the band begins to play
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Could you ever leave town? Could you ever let your hair down? Could you ever get out? Could ever face your fears? Now, I've had it up to here And I've never had it figured out I've had it up to here