sucks me in,
taking a ride
and i'm wishing for the satellite
grabbing vein
pulling down
on the radio
laughing at the face that's bending down
i'm all alone so far up here
and my oxygen's all gone
bend the metal
my glory box has failed
we're rocking in our reclining chairs
drive away
that car that brought us all this harm
those are the pieces of my story line
i'm all alone so far up here
and my oxygen's all gone
i'm all alone so far up here
and my oxygen's all gone
truly stressing realization
i wish i was an astronaut
eight hour bitterness
all for whose sake
stain glass sunday school charades
Hourglass
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