and we could try and not be over, the morning child has sat sustained.
and if we cant fight, then we cant find it.
and if we can't write, then we can't find.
and it's a common place affliction i love,
we all know fighting's crazy.
and she shook her head, cause you can't get enough
all the reasons fighting's crazy.
our time is vacant on my mind,
but if we can't fight then we can't find it.
I don't know,
when things will be,
back in our control.
when will we,
move back home?
and make believe,
the city's so much better,
just stay inside your better off
dead!
and we could try and not be over, the evening child knows who's to blame.
and she's as is; a common place affliction i love.
we all know fighting's crazy,
our time is vacant on my mind.
and if we can't fight, then we can't find it.
i don't know,
when things will be,
back in my control.
when will we,
move back home?
and make believe,
the city's so much better,
just stay inside your better off
dead!