Self Service by Ganser Lyrics

Back to the start
The line isn’t drawn
Flags have folded
And they’ve all moved on

They’ve all moved on

Tell it straight
Draw me the way
I’ve got nothing to place
At end of day

It’s so crowded
There’s too many to breathe
Air sucked from the room
But we can’t stand to leave

It was never gonna be
It was never gonna be

Tell me a story
An anecdote to cure
The terminal lonely
Blue boys
Lost words
It’s so crowded
There’s too many to breathe
Air sucked from the room
But I can’t stand to leave

But they’ll never see
They’ll never see
I’ll never see