Texty:
Strung Out Asking For The World

feel like shit I'm not asking for the world How many times must we tell each other lies and separate our lives I wonder what went wrong I'm not askin' for the world

asking for that much I only want the truth when you tell me how you feel I'm not gonna play the games that make you feel like shit I'm not asking for the world

It spreads it farther Out of my hands Asking advice from all the clowns Cannon Take your frustrations to the ground Cannon They wait in the wings for

million tiny lights are strung across the western sky They burn to light our mission But it's just a million lonely hearts Strung out from never asking

what it seems, It ain't what it seems, It ain't what it seems. No, I'm just chasing after my dreams ya'll, I got no friends I'm strung out, strung out