i bet all the bats are hiding in the north and in the east
I’ve come around to drifting landlocked and clutching on to leaves as I pass by Just for the sake of holding on Sing out your dead ends and worship meager feats I run from the songs and the company you keep Sing out your dead ends and worship meager feats I can’t live here, I can’t breathe Left with broken feelings that bite at your knees (they bite at your knees) I can’t live here, I can’t breathe Now I can see: you leave me with nothing