Eleven
Float on by emotionless
As it leaks out of our heads
This marvelous grin that spread across
Has broken all of our hearts
This plastic feeling burns my eyes
And courses through my veins
The trees are red with fire now
But the leaves tell me it's okay
Yeah
Clean this mess up fix this house
It's getting too loud to stand
Pushing its way into the air
And watching me from her desk
It's never gone it's always here
Don't try to babe you know you can't steer clear
All it wants is everything
I hope this is good enough
As it leaks out of our heads
This marvelous grin that spread across
Has broken all of our hearts
This plastic feeling burns my eyes
And courses through my veins
The trees are red with fire now
But the leaves tell me it's okay
Yeah
Clean this mess up fix this house
It's getting too loud to stand
Pushing its way into the air
And watching me from her desk
It's never gone it's always here
Don't try to babe you know you can't steer clear
All it wants is everything
I hope this is good enough
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Writer(s): Evan Schonauer
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