Pitter Patter
These chains in this place
Feeling erased
I hesitate, to tell you something.something Come with me now, was I with you back then
Here we all become the answer for you And their will fly
It seems to me some people
Have to change for the worse
It seems they don't believe in anything
They run around with smiles on their faces Paying their bills with their plastic painted faces They are getting the same places, you and I They aren't happy
How will we ever know When we arrive
How will we become
Little feet, run around
I fell in the streets, you looked hungry
I mend your broken wing, and you turned, and bit me These answers, these questions Were lies from the first I'm just here sitting finding nothing to quench my thirst
It seems that we have come With our arms open wide How will we know
With me you are one
You're Twisting your answers, and like glue, You stick my fingers together
But nothing else, there's no help
Chastised in belief and soul giving
Seems we are now are what we stand before How are you now?
Little feet run around Little feet run around
I'm in the mold now gone I'm to the world thrown
Little feet run around Runaround
Feeling erased
I hesitate, to tell you something.something Come with me now, was I with you back then
Here we all become the answer for you And their will fly
It seems to me some people
Have to change for the worse
It seems they don't believe in anything
They run around with smiles on their faces Paying their bills with their plastic painted faces They are getting the same places, you and I They aren't happy
How will we ever know When we arrive
How will we become
Little feet, run around
I fell in the streets, you looked hungry
I mend your broken wing, and you turned, and bit me These answers, these questions Were lies from the first I'm just here sitting finding nothing to quench my thirst
It seems that we have come With our arms open wide How will we know
With me you are one
You're Twisting your answers, and like glue, You stick my fingers together
But nothing else, there's no help
Chastised in belief and soul giving
Seems we are now are what we stand before How are you now?
Little feet run around Little feet run around
I'm in the mold now gone I'm to the world thrown
Little feet run around Runaround
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Writer(s): Brian Bond
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