Deadly Syndrome Emily Paints
The moon is not quite bright
The time is not quite now
Your lips are close to mine
I'm leaving I'm leaving I'm leaving I'm
Our brains are not quite full
So stuffed with half thought thoughts
Math problems still to solve
I'm leaving I'm leaving I'm leavin I'm
And why don't we move ourselves up the road
I don't know which turn was wrong
But the roughest roads are the ones that take us home
And why dont we lay peacefully at night
I can't count the minutes we've lain here
Something ain't right
Something ain't right
Something' ain't ain't
Something ain't right!
Look back at whats behind us
Left home with eyes ahead
The colors run together
They're bleeding
They're bleeding
They're bleeding
Why don't we move ourselves up the road
I don't know which turn was wrong
But the roughest roads are the ones that take us home
And why dont we lay peacefully at night
I can't count the seconds we've lain here
Something ain't right
Something ain't right
Something' ain't ain't
Something ain't right!
Something ain't right
Something ain't right
Something ain't right
I'm leavin I'm leavin I'm leavin
Leavin' ain't right
I'm something
I'm leaving
I'm right i'm leavin
I'm
