Truth will rise in the morning
Is this crime really happening?
I guess we can't keep the world away
From sinking under pressure

This disguise fooling no one
Go downtown get your hair done
Belly of rhymes got no reason
They know you only too well

With the dawn floating sideways
All these eyes seeming drawn to you
If you decide you should run away
You won't be going solo

Impressions
Why don't we take it to an interview
Impressions
With anybody it could be so hard
Impressions
There's a picture of a rickshaw leaving
Impressions
I want to sink into the atmosphere

In this chaos around us
Still you found this connection
But it's not good luck for anyone
To play at being dumb

Got no plans for the future
(Not looking for a change, I'm here to stay)
Got to make good impressions
(Take me to a darkened stage and its all arranged)
Goodbye night, forest, sky
(And trouble you can call my name)

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Writer(s): NEIL FINN