Figure 8

If you got something to say
You've got to open your mouth

If you need your voices heard
Lay out down and play it loud

Oh yes I see you on your cross so quiet and proud

It's a moment of truth
It's a question of time

It's a figure of speech
It's a very fine whine

It's the distance from each memory to the same scar
Maybe I'm just a fool, who takes all of this too far

I can't find where this starts or where it ends
Running through the same lines in my mind each time

It's the distance from this rooftop oh up to the stars
Yes I'm certain that I'm just a fool, who's taken this too far

I can't find where this starts or where it ends
Running through the same lines in my mind each time
I can't find where this starts or where it ends



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Caldarone
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