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von Portraits Of Tracy

I know, I know, I know, I know
I know yo ass been waiting for a long long time
Lets go, lets go, lets go, lets go
We driving slow, lets pump it up to 99

Going ghost, I hope the walls never find
Our rapid minds, just pretend, cause it′s all closing in
See it all, take a lift
Hold on hold on hold on while we drift

We yearn, we yearn, we yearn, we yearn
For a black hole, wash it all away

Screamed it all, screamed it all too much
Straight jacket, straight jacket for today

Make me sane
Can I see it through their eyes yet again?
No I can't frame
No light and no range
Stray, runaway
Not a high, yet again


Oh we all fell out
Yeah we all screamed
Hopped in your backseat, backseat, backseat
I wish all was a dream
I′m not a masochist
I'm not a masochist oh

Felt so alive, so alive that it felt unfair
It was something (we'd go home)
It was something (it was something)
Turned to nothing (turned to nothing)
It was something (it was something)
Turned to nothing (turned to nothing)
It was something (it was something)
Turned to nothing (I don′t wanna go)
Turned to nothing...

I don′t wanna go (baby)
I don't wanna go (baby)
I don′t wanna go (baby)
I don't wanna go (baby)

Ema: I guess you could say that things went a little left...