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 we can never hold A place in the clouds. Your place to hide oh my oh
Im flying away, away Im driving away, away
The TV, she talks to me Breaking news and building walls Selling us, what I dont need Didnt know soap made you taller
So Im riding away, away Hiding away, away
So much talk it makes no sense at all
So Im flying away, away Driving away, away
Passing old friends I dont miss at all
It doesnt hurt,.. when I bleed BUt memories they eat me Ive seen it all before,.. Bring it on cause Im no victim
Dying Dying
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