I Hate Living 20 Minutes From Home Acoustic by Trees Above Mandalay Lyrics
I'm not kidding, I love you guys and you're
Right there when the shit starts to fly
And I know that you will be there, no matter what gets said
When every single bed I pack
Make its way to each of my eyes
It's hard enough to hold my head up
With somebody's baggage tearing at my side
Whoa-oh-oh, yeah
And as a matter of fact I am completely content with it
Oh baby
Taking my body at both ends
Talking on strings and taking off my hands
That's right I want to burn it down and the carpet on the walls
Just freaks me out, let's write these songs
Gotta get out of this town
Get up, get up, get up and let's go
Get up, come on, just me and the dancefloor
Get up, get up, get up and let's go
Get up, come on, come on
I'm not kidding, I love you guys and you're
Right there when the shit starts to fly
And I know that you will be there, no matter what gets said
It must be these four walls that make me hate you all
I would never change a thing
I'm bound here by internal faith
That this music will take me far away from this
Off this desk in front of me
Repetition's killing me
That's right I want to burn it down and the carpet on the walls
Just freaks me out, let's write these songs
Gotta get out of this town
Get up, get up, get up and let's go
Get up, get up, get up and let's go
It must be these four walls that make me hate you all
I would never change a thing
I'm bound here by internal faith
That this music will take me far away from this
Off this desk in front of me
Repetition's killing me
Right there when the shit starts to fly
And I know that you will be there, no matter what gets said
When every single bed I pack
Make its way to each of my eyes
It's hard enough to hold my head up
With somebody's baggage tearing at my side
Whoa-oh-oh, yeah
And as a matter of fact I am completely content with it
Oh baby
Taking my body at both ends
Talking on strings and taking off my hands
That's right I want to burn it down and the carpet on the walls
Just freaks me out, let's write these songs
Gotta get out of this town
Get up, get up, get up and let's go
Get up, come on, just me and the dancefloor
Get up, get up, get up and let's go
Get up, come on, come on
I'm not kidding, I love you guys and you're
Right there when the shit starts to fly
And I know that you will be there, no matter what gets said
It must be these four walls that make me hate you all
I would never change a thing
I'm bound here by internal faith
That this music will take me far away from this
Off this desk in front of me
Repetition's killing me
That's right I want to burn it down and the carpet on the walls
Just freaks me out, let's write these songs
Gotta get out of this town
Get up, get up, get up and let's go
Get up, get up, get up and let's go
It must be these four walls that make me hate you all
I would never change a thing
I'm bound here by internal faith
That this music will take me far away from this
Off this desk in front of me
Repetition's killing me