Tekst Utworu

Lost in the valley of malls The kids are all leading themselves Living in capsules and balls Thinking that there's nowhere else at all Flicking a match in the sky Turning my back on my own Finally the bottle's bone dry With a message inside That says that I'm gone I'm a dull boy with a dead dream Searching for a pulse at any given scene The city's shrinking down I think it's time to leave this town Pulling out while there's still time Littered all my memories behind The statues win, so let them have it Let 'em keep this squeeky clean Whatever was now is in ashes There isn't anymore room here for me 'Cause I'm a dull boy with a dead dream Searching for a pulse at any given scene The city's shrinking down I think it's time to leave this town Pulling out while there's still time Littered all my memories behind The city's shrinking down I think it's time to leave this town Pulling out while there's still time Littered all my memories behind
Writer(s): Matthew Taylor, Brooks Nielsen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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