You haven’t given me enough songs to sing
and when I ask you claim you’re too busy to think
And as we slow down you know we’re gonna collide
I would stop, but the thought of crashing feels too right
And if you find somewhere to run somewhere to hide
Don’t call my name when all is lame and you can’t survive
Words that I said before you had left still hang in the air
And every one beats like a drum admitting they care
You belong with the fierce people we see on the news
All claiming they live by their righteous set of rules
I was fan, back when I had nothing to lose
But I fear all I see are mobs of angry fools
And if you find somewhere to run somewhere to hide
Don’t call my name when all is lame and you can’t survive
Words that I said before you had left still hang in the air
And every one beats like a drum admitting they care
And if you find somewhere to hide, I’ll meet you there
Before this whole town burns to the ground we’ll be prepared
Words that we said ring in our heads and stay in these walls
And arguments made now at our grave seem so small
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