I hide behind my sunglasses
It's a strong way
To get away
Out,
they want you to blow out
Out, they want you to blow out
They want you to blow out
The looks, the tears, the memories
They're
always here and always be
I made myself an ocean of choices
Future is close, I can feel it
My mind is cold and needs a shave I paid myself a ticket to nowhere
I can stare at the past like I did
It's a strange way
to move forward
I,
I need to blow out
I need to cross the line
Even
if I die I,
I need to blow out
I need to cross the line Even
if I die
The looks, the tears,
the memories They're
always here and always be
I made myself an ocean of choices Future is close,
I can feel it My mind is cold and
needs a shave I paid myself a ticket
to nowhere