1964
What it feels like to leave you behind, I'll never know
To be the first out
To be the one who's on the road
Eyes locked forward
Hands tight on the wheel
I wonder what it feels like to disappear
Perfecting the art of leaving
The trick is to make it look easy
When you're walking out the door
Searching for rhyme or reason
Counting the days it's an even
1964
What is like to be stuck in this place, I'll never know
With the need to break out, to wanna pack up and go
To keep pretending with your head down and mouth shut
Can you tell me what it feels like to give up?
So if you want out
Just get out
Don't throw your hands up
If it's too much
Perfecting the art of leaving
The trick is to make it look easy
When you're walking out the door
Searching for rhyme or reason
Counting the days it's an even
1964
So now it feels like you wanted
(Feels like you wanted)
Who cares how you got there
(Who cares how you got there)
So now it feels like you wanted
(Feels like you wanted)
Who cares how you got there
(Who cares how you got there)
Perfecting the art of leaving
The trick is to make it look easy
When you're walking out the door
Searching for rhyme or reason
Counting the days it's an even
1964
Perfecting the art of leaving
The trick is to make it look easy
When you're walking out the door
Searching for rhyme or reason
Counting the days it's an even
1964
To be the first out
To be the one who's on the road
Eyes locked forward
Hands tight on the wheel
I wonder what it feels like to disappear
Perfecting the art of leaving
The trick is to make it look easy
When you're walking out the door
Searching for rhyme or reason
Counting the days it's an even
1964
What is like to be stuck in this place, I'll never know
With the need to break out, to wanna pack up and go
To keep pretending with your head down and mouth shut
Can you tell me what it feels like to give up?
So if you want out
Just get out
Don't throw your hands up
If it's too much
Perfecting the art of leaving
The trick is to make it look easy
When you're walking out the door
Searching for rhyme or reason
Counting the days it's an even
1964
So now it feels like you wanted
(Feels like you wanted)
Who cares how you got there
(Who cares how you got there)
So now it feels like you wanted
(Feels like you wanted)
Who cares how you got there
(Who cares how you got there)
Perfecting the art of leaving
The trick is to make it look easy
When you're walking out the door
Searching for rhyme or reason
Counting the days it's an even
1964
Perfecting the art of leaving
The trick is to make it look easy
When you're walking out the door
Searching for rhyme or reason
Counting the days it's an even
1964
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