Texty

Blank-faced, Was this what our elders taught? Dim the lights and live like story book. I can't focus for the pinball. I'm all sup and I think I see it all. But I know that it ain't that simple. I got loose. Up on the roof. Waiting for you. Two-faced, Was this was our elders taught? We're human too, Indulge in small talk. I take a walk down the alley. Some drunk half-kills me. We're fighting on the floor for a ha'penny I got loose. Up on the roof. Waiting for you. Well, I guess I'm waiting for the punchline. I'm a refugee with a rare find. I've got a place where I can unwind. I got loose. Up on the roof. Waiting for you. We'll hide
Writer(s): Bill Million, Glenn Mercer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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