Time Traveler
Astro star in an airplane
Struck my car in the fast lane
Everyone's sunk in gold and
Purple velvet, a tenfold
Crashed my plane into your place
Now I'm doublin' double face
Everyone's watching the walls all
Rise, cave in, and fall
Don't cry
Cry
Cry wolf
Don't cry
Laughing gas and puddles of masks
Stevie Ray, Vaughan and the shots that he asked
Everyone's blind besides for
The green behind their eyes
Retro walls and bright wallpaper
Won't you meet your mark, your maker?
Everyone's open until
The mask they wear starts to spill
Ink and splotches, bright green patches
You are not this season's matches
Don't cry
Cry
Cry
Don't cry (cry)
All the ambience falls, all the glitter on the wall
Marks a trail I can't walk, so out with the savants now
All the tastemakers
Makin' money, moneymakers
I can't be one of you, you can't see me, 'cause you
You don't see the stars the way I do
You don't feel these notes
What's real beneath my soul?
Pen to paper, makin' souls
Favorite flavor
Don't (don't cry wolf) cry (baby, don't cry wolf)
Don't (don't cry wolf) cry (baby, don't cry wolf) wolf
(Don't cry wolf, baby, don't cry wolf)
Don't (don't cry wolf) cry (baby, don't cry wolf) wolf
(Don't cry wolf, baby, don't cry wolf) don't cry
(Don't cry wolf, baby, don't cry wolf) wolf
Struck my car in the fast lane
Everyone's sunk in gold and
Purple velvet, a tenfold
Crashed my plane into your place
Now I'm doublin' double face
Everyone's watching the walls all
Rise, cave in, and fall
Don't cry
Cry
Cry wolf
Don't cry
Laughing gas and puddles of masks
Stevie Ray, Vaughan and the shots that he asked
Everyone's blind besides for
The green behind their eyes
Retro walls and bright wallpaper
Won't you meet your mark, your maker?
Everyone's open until
The mask they wear starts to spill
Ink and splotches, bright green patches
You are not this season's matches
Don't cry
Cry
Cry
Don't cry (cry)
All the ambience falls, all the glitter on the wall
Marks a trail I can't walk, so out with the savants now
All the tastemakers
Makin' money, moneymakers
I can't be one of you, you can't see me, 'cause you
You don't see the stars the way I do
You don't feel these notes
What's real beneath my soul?
Pen to paper, makin' souls
Favorite flavor
Don't (don't cry wolf) cry (baby, don't cry wolf)
Don't (don't cry wolf) cry (baby, don't cry wolf) wolf
(Don't cry wolf, baby, don't cry wolf)
Don't (don't cry wolf) cry (baby, don't cry wolf) wolf
(Don't cry wolf, baby, don't cry wolf) don't cry
(Don't cry wolf, baby, don't cry wolf) wolf
Credits
Writer(s): Esbie Fonte
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