Project 101

How long you think we can
Keep our lives under these conditions?

Trying to get both hands
Busy enough
Before it all drives me mad
Through the lonely times
I daydream that it's all fine

Trying to get my way around
26 feet off the ground
(You believe in ghosts buck?)
All the little white lies
Beyond the usual bounds
(No I'm not in the habit of
Taking orders from a machine)

Same old news
And I don't feel amused
So much
Soft touch

Ruse, truce for blues
To counter the feeling
No denying, no concealing
Nothing that I want to prove

Same old news
And I don't feel amused
So much
Soft touch

Same old news
And I don't feel amused
So much
Soft touch

I'm trying to get both hands
Busy enough
Before it all drives us mad



Credits
Writer(s): Rebecca Meyer
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