Lyrics

When I see you walk you got me weak in my knees Grab and fill some words, I don't know what I mean Walking in the fog and a forest of trees You got a stoic resemblence to something I need Oh na-na-na Oh I hope I find my way out of this one You got a nice cold case and a stealing smart look And you can read my apprehension like an open book I'm calling the corner but I'm sticking around Because I gotta see what happens and how little goes down Oh na-na-na Oh I hope I find my way out of this one He can spend your money and break up your mind But you better watch out when he comes after your mind And when he grabs hold of your soul you know you never can win And we don't know where it ends or where it all begins Oh na-na-na Oh I hope we find a way out of this one Nothing you could tell me now could put me at ease Nothing you could show me now could shake my belief Cause strip it all down and give me only defense But nothing I could take could crack and turn it back I got my redemption and I got my disease And now I can't be bothered with reality I got my redemption and I got my disease And now I can't be bothered with reality Oh na-na-na-na Oh na-na-na-na-na-na-na Oh na-na-na Oh I hope we find a way out of this one Find a way out of this one
Writer(s): Brandon Philip Summers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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