Well, Well, Well, How The Turntables... Foxtails
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When did these bruises start to keep me from moving?
It's been two months and I can't remember
What it is I've done right
Where's the wavelength that I'm supposed to be on?
I think I fell off of it a very long time ago
What's the point of this heart-to-heart
If we're both crossing our arms?
My gaze left the windowpane
My wrists laid in white and red
And last time I checked this was all on my neck
But blame's a fucking funny thing
The first time I was lost
Was midday in a small place
I looked nowhere
Evеrywhere, I swear
Ninе years later I'm still lost
And I never got home
If I could, I would bring myself home
But home is anywhere but here
Anywhere but here
It's been two months and I can't remember
What it is I've done right
Where's the wavelength that I'm supposed to be on?
I think I fell off of it a very long time ago
What's the point of this heart-to-heart
If we're both crossing our arms?
My gaze left the windowpane
My wrists laid in white and red
And last time I checked this was all on my neck
But blame's a fucking funny thing
The first time I was lost
Was midday in a small place
I looked nowhere
Evеrywhere, I swear
Ninе years later I'm still lost
And I never got home
If I could, I would bring myself home
But home is anywhere but here
Anywhere but here
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