What the world made Was a sharp pain Like a dust taste If only we could tear away The old paint Make it all blank Would your heart sink Louder than the rhythm of your soul Who belongs To get lost Who's a thought Man I really lost it When you found him at the Mall when I was jumpin at the chains to make'a Livin Gets me screamin Cataleded Man he's got to be a stone Who Belongs To get lost Who's a thought How does this dreamlight A book on tape and If we keep the opaque I could cover you always And I might escape but You owe me nothing If we take some blame We could throw this paint on the wall And find out where we belong I know you got your reasons With the seasons But please Jeb I don't want to pick up all the pieces where your head spins Where you listen Man you gotta have some soul Who Belongs To get lost Who's a thought How does this dreamlight A book on tape and If we keep the opaque I could cover you always And I might escape but You owe me nothing If we take some blame We could throw this paint on the wall And find out where we belong Cause what the world made Cause what the world made Cause what the world made Cause what the world made Cause what the world madeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
