My long hair it blowsin the industrial breeze.
My fingernails growdown to my knees.
The light that’s beside meis just laves of beans.
All that I knowis not what it seems.

Cause I’ve tried moving out
But I’m tied to this floor.
It’s just like before.

It’s the red of the worldthat you see with your eyes.
You say that you’re happywhen you’re wanting to die.
Oh wellit’s just like before.
Oh wellit runs in your veins.
Just like before.
It keeps it the same.

Cause I’ve tried moving out
But I’m tied to this floor.
It’s just like before.

Wellthe sun’s in the skyit swings and it sways.
But it don’t shine on tuesdaysand it’s cloudy all day.
It’s just like before.
Ohwhen it runs in your veins.
It’s just like before.
Nothing will change.

Cause I’ve tried moving out
But I’m tied to this floor.
It’s just like before.




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