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A ticket and a moment in the merry month of May,
Something pushed you.
Someone hurt you.
But something makes you want to say.
If I could fly then who would believe it?
Itâs every reason Iâve got to leave.
Itâs a shit job, in a shit town
Where no one sees the world in a cloud.
I am going down, and thatâs ok!
If I live in Hell, at least it wonât be this way!
I have got to get out!
And find a means to an end!
I have to get out!
âCause there must be something better in the end.
The Greyhound, it idles, and everyone stands up!
Itâs so dirty. Little secrets play tag and games of love.
And something thatâs called a hate crime,
Chases one thatâs out of time.
And an answer flirts with justice,
And the hawk murders the dove.
I am going out, and itâs ok!
If I burn in Hell, at least it wonât feel this way!
Iâve got to get out!
And find a means to an end!
Iâve got to get out!
âCause there must be something better in the end.
The cityâs one big library, a museum far too big to see!
And there is water everywhere. And some people seem to care!
About the state of things to come and everything thatâs left undone!
And thereâs the possibility of her accepting me!
- Album:
- Three On a Match (EP)