Goat-Footed

Maybe I'll be better in the morning
I'll go swimming in the lake
I tried to find some friends to make
All I got was lies and birthday cake

It's getting cold
No one's coming out
For the long weekend
And I'm home again, I'm home again

I'm home, home

All this time I tried to hide it in my head
And all these nights I tried to hide but you're in my head
And now, look where I am
And now, look where I am

Maybe Pan just came in the morning
And he played his flute for me
He whistles foreignly
And all that I have come to see
It's springing nothing's come of me

It's been too close
In half a year
It'll snow again, it will start over, will start over
Will start, oh
Will start, oh

And all this time I tried to hide it in my head
And all these nights I tried to hide it in my head
And now, look where I am
And now, look where I am
Now

Oh, ooh
Have what I said

All this time I tried to hide it in my head
And all these nights I tried to hide it in my head
And now, look where I am
And now, look where I am



Credits
Writer(s): Emily Sinclair, Jenna Wittmann, Lauren Wittmann
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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