Watching the sun shine, peaking over the sky line
Thinking I gotta get mine, gotta try at least one time
Want to get near it, close enough to fear it, close enough to hear it
Close enough to say that I looked it in the eye, then I turned away

Chorus

And I'm not scared, but I can't move I'm not scared, but I can't move
Hangin' out on a weeknight, looking out on the street light
Getting into some fistfight, trying to cling to my birthright
Want to get near her, close enough to smell her,
Close enough to tell her
All the things that I want to say, then I looked her in the eye,
Made her run away

Chorus

And I don't care, but I can't move I don't care, but I can't move
Laying up at the Soho, looking out of my window
Pulling back on some indo, watch the breeze as the wind blows
Want to get near it, close enough to hear it, close enough to fear it
Close enough to say that I looked it in the eye, then it turned away

Chorus

And I'm not scared, but I can't move I'm not scared, but I can't move

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Writer(s): ERIK SCHRODY, KEITH CIANCIA