Lyrics

Everybody looks so happy No one here has to pay their rent, well, it's not like I do There's not a problem here that can't be solved With liquor, stickers and strawberry moons I think I've seen this movie before I'm gonna be the one who tries to push the pulling door Well, maybe real life is better Than movies, nightmares, deflated balloons I thought I was ten feet tall Thought I was above it all But I was just standing on your shoulders I used to be afraid of dying Now I'm afraid of going home and turning on the TV I wanna live in a shoebox house under your bed With your liquor, stickers and strawberry moons I thought I was ten feet tall, thought I was above it all But I was just standing on your shoulders Just blowing smoke out of your window You made me from sand and now your tide is coming in Everybody looks so happy Everybody here is beautiful It's getting late, it's getting early It's funny how the stars are always there You said, "I think you need to go to bed 'Cause it's too late to make a wish"
Writer(s): Marshall Vore, Charlie Hickey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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