Staring up at the sky
Cutting my vision with power lines
Sun sinking so low, it could die
I hope I catch my breath before I get to high
The shingles keep slippin
And this pain in my chest is all that’s holding the windows
The paint keeps drippin
Mixin with the blood drippin out of my nose
How can I say, “I love it here” ?
When all my friends have gone away
And I don’t wanna leave you dear
Staring up at the sky
Cutting my vision with power lines
Sun sinking so low, it could die
I hope I catch my breath before I get to high
I don’t wanna listen
To my beating heart, she only does it for attention
What have I been missin?
Watching years go by
They just got me wishin
Wishin I could say, “I love it here” ?
Even though my friends have gone away
I still don’t wanna leave you dear
Saxophone!!!!
And I know you’re thoughtless
For all the thoughts you seem to have about me
So please disregard this
Cause I know better now than to care what you think
Staring up at the sky
Cutting my vision with power lines
Sun sinking so low, it could die
I hope I catch my breath before I get to high
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