There’s no one left in here at all
There’s no one left awake who I could even call
There’s no way out and I want out
I guess I must have missed that brick and mortar wall
My bullets all completely miss
Their common target by a single inch
I wonder if I’m understood
But I’m not sure if that would do me any good
I’m still rocking steady but it’s getting heavy
And I’m not that good on the drums
Well I’m getting better writing lovely letters
But it all just doesn’t work
And in an awkward kind of twist
I get an offer I just can’t resist
I’m getting closer to the edge
Ready for lift-off but still hoping that my feet will stick
I’m still rocking steady but it’s getting heavy
And I’m not that good on the drums
Well I’m getting better writing lovely letters
But it all just doesn’t work
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