Castaway

The winter is long and I'm stuck on an island
Is this seasonal depression or am I a mess?
Take me out tonight
Get me off of this island
Take me anywhere, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care
As long as its New York
And not in Brooklyn
Cheers to 4AM sing alongs
Here's to The Smiths

The sky is a shade of dark grey
It's like this almost every day
And I can't help these miserable moments
I just need to find me a way...

Get me out of this place & out of my mind
Get me out of this world before I run out of time

The clouds are coming in from the east
Doctor, help me fight this disease
But here is my list of demands
Move on from this terrible land

Get me far from this place & far from of my mind
Get me out of this world before I run out of time

Take me far from this place & far from of my mind
Get me out of this world before I run out of time



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Terry
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