Album: A Hundred Miles Off
There's mansions on the street.
There's gardens in the gates.
We sat up through the night for nothing.
Falling down the stairs,
Falling down
When all the lights are going off.
I'm getting out of here.
Some don't run, dear, some don't run, without me.
It must have been a dream or something else.
Should we call this off?
Should we try to laugh
And will we make it out of here?
I was always after you until you started after me.
Always after you until you started after me.
And all in all where your debts gonna fall, yes, you will.
So throw your papers in the air cause
I got paid anyway.
Should we call this off?
Should we try to laugh
And will we make it out of here?
I was always after you until you started after me.
Always after you until you started after me.
And on and on, I see someone has got it in for me.
On and on, I see someone that's got it in for me