[Verse 1]
Eight-thousand miles away
My life is still packed up in boxes I was positive I would sort out in May
I keep telling my friends that it's strange
How many times can you say that before it's not strange?
We've spent all summer in the winter
On a stingray that was hacked to pieces
And Ash points to the giant in the mountain
And he asks me where his arms is
[Chorus 1]
Another man who ate too much
And women keep grieving them with the songs we sing
I wanted to get back to New York
And now it isn't looking promising
[Post-Chorus 1]
But Kya brought Izzy's old coat and it fits like a glove
And Aidan put Ash on his back when we went for a walk
And onе of these days I swear I'll takе a second for me
And one of these days I swear to God I'll get out to the sea
[Verse 2]
Eight-thousand miles away
A man in a white house refuses to face his own pain
Why should it matter what lives really matter?
Why bother to open your heart when there's pussy and fame?
And we put our money on the study
Of an army that relies on terror
And Ash points to the statue of the captain
And he asks me what it's there for
Eight-thousand miles away
My life is still packed up in boxes I was positive I would sort out in May
I keep telling my friends that it's strange
How many times can you say that before it's not strange?
We've spent all summer in the winter
On a stingray that was hacked to pieces
And Ash points to the giant in the mountain
And he asks me where his arms is
[Chorus 1]
Another man who ate too much
And women keep grieving them with the songs we sing
I wanted to get back to New York
And now it isn't looking promising
[Post-Chorus 1]
But Kya brought Izzy's old coat and it fits like a glove
And Aidan put Ash on his back when we went for a walk
And onе of these days I swear I'll takе a second for me
And one of these days I swear to God I'll get out to the sea
[Verse 2]
Eight-thousand miles away
A man in a white house refuses to face his own pain
Why should it matter what lives really matter?
Why bother to open your heart when there's pussy and fame?
And we put our money on the study
Of an army that relies on terror
And Ash points to the statue of the captain
And he asks me what it's there for
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