歌词
Blindfolded on the West Side
Don't know where I'm going but mama said it's fine
Wide-eyed little child
Fell on regulations how many are lies
Still I go
They all want a show
Perfect head to toe
Run away
I wanna find home
Talk of the town my friend
They think I'm a goddamn send
Talk of the town my friend
Talk of the town my friend
They think I'm a goddamn send
Talk of the town my friend
Hands up to the clouds
Where's my justice and peace everybody's found
I can't sleep
Praying words are cheap
They don't fix my tone
Fly away
I wanna go home
Talk of the town my friend
They think I'm a goddamn send
Talk of the town my friend
Talk of the town my friend
They think I'm a goddamn send
Talk of the town my friend
I can sculpt an average mind fake a laugh on Friday nights
and say I'm alright
Broken in a perfect home everything turned into stone I sink
I'm alright
Talk of the town my friend
They think I'm a goddamn send
Talk of the town my friend
Talk of the town my friend
They think I'm a goddamn send
Talk of the town my friend
Talk of the town my friend
They think I'm a goddamn send
Talk of the town my friend
Written by: Jane Honor Strausman
