Everybody looks at me
Like they're so surprised that I can breathe.
I need to get out of this town.
I need to run for my own now.
And all my lack of style, I blame on him.
And all I want is this...
I need to have my time.
But I'm glued, I'm glued to the script.
Everybody looks at me
Then turns to their friend and says something.
I hate this town and my new life.
I'm tired of waiting all the time.
And all my lack of skill, I blame on him.
And all I ask is this...
I need to feel alive...
But you're glued, you're glued to the script.
| 1 | Tell Me Why |
| 2 | Decoration |
| 3 | In Currents |
| 4 | Hair |
| 5 | The Mountain Range In My Living Room |
| 6 | Come Back |
| 7 | The Negatives |
| 8 | The Smell Of This Place |
| 9 | Open Eyes |
| 10 | Fluxy |