Letra

Does the average man feel like he's on the outside? I've got a friend who said he'd kill to taste the high life At the church, they kicked us out 'cause we were useless But we were trying, just looking for something to reach us Eight more days in this goddamn place and I'm leaving When I say I'm in pain, they don't believe it All these bodies 'round here seem to be aging too fast If you want your independence, then you trade your health for cash I'm afraid of everything that's passed All these bodies 'round here have been spat out the machine Smoke on lungs and gas stations, spit fire by the sea And everyone's saying I'm a little Bit sick, but I'm just thinking of you Like I do Does the average man fall down talking to strangers? I've got a friend who said he lives to taste the danger Lying on the bed, mama, kiss my head, They're gonna take me away from here All these bodies 'round here seem to be aging too fast If you want your independence, then you trade your health for cash I'm afraid of everything that's passed All these bodies 'round here have been spat out the machine Smoke on lungs and gas stations, spit fire by the sea And everyone's saying I'm a little Bit sick, but I'm just thinking of you Like I do
Writer(s): Vera Williams, Virginia Pettis, Sierra Scott, Elizabeth Hsieh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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