Motheater

There is nobody else in the room that's made of
The fabric that you used to string together your view
Of someone wanting to touch you, to give you words to
To corrupt a page

I won't help you clear your lenses as you look for
The right person to say the wrong things to

I don't need you to tell me about the nature of people
The people walking on cracked sidewalks
They're always waiting for buses that never come
And they'll never take you anywhere

I won't help you clear your lenses as you look for
The right person to say the wrong things to

So I need you
To get out of my house, get out of my house
Get out of my house, get out of my house
Get out of my house, get out of my house
Get out of my house

The end of the Earth is a long way to follow me
The end of the Earth is a long, long way to walk
The end of the Earth will leave me wanting
The end of the Earth will leave me lonely



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Stone Smith, Maxwell Mackenzie White, Olive Celeste Ward
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