This body's closed until further notice Wandering too close will get you nowhere fast I'm looking for an option that won't involve you at all Some help to hoist my sail off of its mast
And its haunting me, but I feel fine War of worlds in real time Better off signing a truce that's drawn up in your name But I hope you go home and admit you Were wrong for the stress you put me through Free me from the anchor Depart these seas and let me do what I have to do
Am I so wrong to think that you are too? Is it safe to be a pawn When all the rooks close in on you I used to be afraid of time before I grew The sands will slip and the pain will grip And the guilt will trip all over you
And its haunting me, but I feel fine War of worlds in real time Better off signing a truce that's drawn up in your name But I hope you go home and admit you Were wrong for the stress you put me through Free me from the anchor Depart these seas and let me do what I have to do
Running around in circles the path I always choose I hate that I can't accept anything more Than the worn out soles of my shoes Just say something back And cut me some slack Headstrong in the world With the wind at my back
Running around in circles the path I always choose I hate that I can't accept anything more Than the worn out soles of my shoes Just say something back And cut me some slack Headstrong in the world With the wind at my backTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
