Easy places to get away toEasy limbs languid all around youAll my time, yeahDirt on your handsFingers driftingDown my spine, yeahFall, fall, fall, fall, fallSoundtrack to MaryFall, fall, fall, fall, fallSoundtrack to MaryMany minds wandering from room to roomMany trees slain just to write it to youMany reds blindingAlmost drowningKeep this hole shiningLocked in my roomFall, fall, fall, fall, fallSoundtrack to MaryFall, fall, fall, fall, fallSoundtrack to MaryThrowback boyLet's get another onePour out the rumI've been hookin' upI know the sound that you madeAnd I can't seem to un-remind myselfI hope you feel better later onI hope you feel better later onBetter later onI hope you feel better later onI hope you feel better later onLater onLater onLater onLater on