Leaving Song
You can get what you want,
When you're a big big fish in a little little barrel
It's a trip and a half
To see everyone around you fighting over little scraps, in a heap
Just because you got a lot of shit
Doesn't mean it still ain't shit
Cuz it is, so I keep a little picture on the ceiling up above my bed
To remind me, of just how big it is
Where are you going?
This big old Town gets lonely at night
I probably wouldn't put up a fight if you'd take me along
Or is it just another leaving song?
It's a shame, it's a sin
When there's a great world but you just keep orbiting yourself
It's a cell, locked away till the day that
You break your own chains and run away, far away
Just because you've seen a lot of shit
Doesn't mean it still ain't shit,
Cuz it is,
So you keep a little picture on the ceiling up above your bed
To remind you, of just how big it is
Where are you going?
This big old town gets lonely at night
I probably wouldn't put up a fight if you'd take me along
Or is it just another leaving song?
My leaving song
My leaving song
My leaving song
Where are you going?
This big old town gets lonely at night
I probably wouldn't put up a fight if you'd take me along
It's 4 in the morning
It's 4 in the morning
It's 4 in the morning
When you're a big big fish in a little little barrel
It's a trip and a half
To see everyone around you fighting over little scraps, in a heap
Just because you got a lot of shit
Doesn't mean it still ain't shit
Cuz it is, so I keep a little picture on the ceiling up above my bed
To remind me, of just how big it is
Where are you going?
This big old Town gets lonely at night
I probably wouldn't put up a fight if you'd take me along
Or is it just another leaving song?
It's a shame, it's a sin
When there's a great world but you just keep orbiting yourself
It's a cell, locked away till the day that
You break your own chains and run away, far away
Just because you've seen a lot of shit
Doesn't mean it still ain't shit,
Cuz it is,
So you keep a little picture on the ceiling up above your bed
To remind you, of just how big it is
Where are you going?
This big old town gets lonely at night
I probably wouldn't put up a fight if you'd take me along
Or is it just another leaving song?
My leaving song
My leaving song
My leaving song
Where are you going?
This big old town gets lonely at night
I probably wouldn't put up a fight if you'd take me along
It's 4 in the morning
It's 4 in the morning
It's 4 in the morning
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Timothy Monea
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