Move away from the gun
I wanted to steal this after-life
Another night on the run
I wanted to flee or stay to fight
And sometimes we're rolling in the sun
The answers must be simple but they're sticking to my tongue,
And sometimes we're running out of luck
I'm looking for the reasons but the reasons seem to suck
And now I look a little scared, I thought I liked a little rough
Stop the World I wanna get off
And I had it all, put my hands against the wall
I sucked it up and I blew it all
With my hands against the wall
Clap hands against the wall
Stay a little bit low
Remember you hide your traces well
Another night in the snow
You needed to stay or run like hell
And sometimes I'm swimming in my sleep
I'm waving at you screaming but I'm drifting out too deep, and
Sometimes I'm dragging up the mud
My instinct getting closer as it pulses in my blood
And now the future comes in flashes
Getting close, I've had enough.
Stop the wheels I wanna stand up
And I had it all, put my hands against the wall
I sucked it up and I blew it all
With my hands against the wall
Clap hands against the wall
And sometimes we're rolling in the sun
The answers must be simple but they're sticking to my tongue,
And sometimes we're running out of luck
I'm looking for the reasons but the reasons seem to suck
And now I look a little scared, I thought I liked a little rough
Stop the World I wanna get off
And I had it all, put my hands against the wall
I sucked it up and I blew it all
With my hands against the wall
I had it all, put my hands against the wall
Clap hands against the wall

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Writer(s): Haydn Davies