Texty: Ten Foot Pole. Fade Away.

keep on playing me i'm not a toy i'm different from everyone else lies are what you believe in promises that you'll never keep don't tell me stories of your pastime glories they've faded away with the sun faded away i'm flying high above the gray see it on the floor beneath my feet can't control what's out of my hands the river looks so deep and i don't want to swim in the muddy waters that you offer me i'm not going to waste no more of the good life watching you fade away hands on a watch turn like the wheels on a train and the days turn to weeks the months seem the same look at all the bullshit that surrounds me plastic people different countries speak different words they're all the same life for them is just a game i want a way out but i'm stuck here i need an excuse to be myself again how long will i have to wait just fading away faded away i'm sitting in the back because it's where i belong i don't say anything just try to get along on to the runway to catch another plane i'm going back home to be myself again