Chasing a million things I want
Coming short to none
But I don't care, I'm tired
Of being told to throw
My hands in the air
It wasn't my fault
Cities in my dreams, i run
The streets, like a movie
The film won't last forever
I'm as young as
The moment
It wasn't my fault
Shattered glass between my teeth
Grinding and excessive buying
The moon glows through the room
Dancing around, what I want is release
It wasn't my fault
I'm kind of over being older
Spin me around, this is what I live for
Patterns on the floor, tracing the way we move
Tainting everything in our path
So there; don't blame me
Sep 28, 2013
Sep 28, 2013 at 10:13 AM UTC
Chasing a million things I want
Coming short to none
But I don't care, I'm tired
Of being told to throw
My hands in the air
It wasn't my fault
Cities in my dreams, i run
The streets, like a movie
The film won't last forever
I'm as young as
The moment
It wasn't my fault
Shattered glass between my teeth
Grinding and excessive buying
The moon glows through the room
Dancing around, what I want is release
It wasn't my fault
I'm kind of over being older
Spin me around, this is what I live for
Patterns on the floor, tracing the way we move
Tainting everything in our path
So there; don't blame me
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