73 acessos
The mind is grey like the city, packing in and overgrown
love is deep, dig it out
standing in a hole alone
working for something that one can never hold
a place in the clouds
a good place to hide oh my oh...
so i'm flying (away, away)
driving (away, away)
finding, hoping, ways i missed before
i missed before
the tv, she talks to me
breaking news and building walls
selling me what i don't need
i never knew soap made you taller
so i'm riding (away, away)
hiding (away, away)
so much talk it makes no sense at all
my senses have gone... awol, awol, awol, awol...
so i'm hiding (away, away)
driving (away, away)
passing new friends i won't know at all
won't know at all
it doesn't hurt when i bleed
but my memories, they eat me
i've seen it all before...
bring it on, cuz i'm no victim
dying (away, away)
dying (away, away)
dying
dying...