654
Tall grass never been taller
I can't fall back I don't trust you
I never thought I'd have this much you
I don't ever think I'll get used to it
I've been this way since six months old
I just need you to fix my soul
We're goin' down
654
We're going down
It feels like there's three of me
And today one of us is gonna die
I can't even stay awake for a quarter of the night
I hate the way you dance around the line
As if somebody's watchin'
Behind your back
Sever that, let the line come back
We've run out of options
I don't leave my castle I don't like talkin'
Oh, oh
If only you could hear these words
I feel like they'd break bones
Mmm, this house ain't a home
Without you
I don't wanna be around you though
I'd never wish I never found you though
Eerm, fuck, okay
I don't know if I'm the type for Rolling Stone covers
Here I am with blown cover
End up in a stone cupboard
We smoke tone: Flubber
Best friends with my own mother
You are not a road runner
Circa like boat rudder, yeah
If it was up to me I wouldn't pay my landlord
Man more? just fell into the Jansport
Sit down, you don't even know what to stand for
I've been this way since six months old
I just need you to fix my soul
I just need you to fix my soul
I can't fall back I don't trust you
I never thought I'd have this much you
I don't ever think I'll get used to it
I've been this way since six months old
I just need you to fix my soul
We're goin' down
654
We're going down
It feels like there's three of me
And today one of us is gonna die
I can't even stay awake for a quarter of the night
I hate the way you dance around the line
As if somebody's watchin'
Behind your back
Sever that, let the line come back
We've run out of options
I don't leave my castle I don't like talkin'
Oh, oh
If only you could hear these words
I feel like they'd break bones
Mmm, this house ain't a home
Without you
I don't wanna be around you though
I'd never wish I never found you though
Eerm, fuck, okay
I don't know if I'm the type for Rolling Stone covers
Here I am with blown cover
End up in a stone cupboard
We smoke tone: Flubber
Best friends with my own mother
You are not a road runner
Circa like boat rudder, yeah
If it was up to me I wouldn't pay my landlord
Man more? just fell into the Jansport
Sit down, you don't even know what to stand for
I've been this way since six months old
I just need you to fix my soul
I just need you to fix my soul
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Writer(s): Andrew Robinson
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