The Avenue

It's not a mystery how I feel when I'm with you
Everyday, just the same totally phased
The looks I get from walking down the avenue
Could break the stride of anyone you come into
And so the story goes until they punish you
Mine's been a sorry one
In half a life I've made you see me as a fool
The patterns skim my eyes just like they did in school
As soon as a arise the blankets in a pool
Mine's been a messy one
The motors in their little brains
Are winding up like window pains
Holding on the child bears just one tear
We topple anyone who promises the earth
And bottle up the feelings when it starts to hurt
To finish something might just reverse its birth
Mine's been a happy one
The looks I get from walking down the avenue
Could break the stride of anyone you come into
And so the story goes until they punish you
Mine's been a sorry one
The motors in their little brains
Are winding up like window pains
Holding on the child bears just one tear
The motors in their little brains
Are winding up like window pains
Holding on the child bears just one tear
The motors in their little brains
Are winding up like window pains
Holding on the child bears just one tear
Holding on the child bears just one tear
Holding on the child bears just one tear



Credits
Writer(s): Maxwell Farrington, Xavier Laporte
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