Texty: Proceed. Seven Months And A Fire Blanket [EP]. Telescopes.

Wake up, it's here, your ticket out of this town
Where the air is cold and the smell so stodgy, stuffy, stupid, lifeless
Hey! Gonna get me some new shoes, cos I'll tell you this
You won't be seeing my face in this place

And now I'm gone

That's right ? we're gone and that's the way its gonna be
Yeah! we're gone and we won't be coming back
No! Never! Try and hold me down all you like
Huh?! What?! Did somebody say something?

I'm talking to you

I don't want to know ? I'm sorry

I've waited so long, you won't just take it all from me
I walk my own path I know the way, he said to me
"I built this home from scratch, I know it's not much to the eye.
It's just another day of waiting for something new in my life"

They say its for the best but I want to leave this place
I need to get some rest, failure's a certainty

They say it's for the best but I want to leave this place
I need to get some rest, failure's a certainty

It seems it's slipping away from me
The air's so cold and the smell so stale
It seem's it's slipping away from me

It's time, it's in my hands, so I'll make it work, it's got to work
And now it's time, it's in my hands ? it's got to work.