Possum Dixon Crashing Your Planet
I'm crashing your planet like I did before
I throw my bags on your planet like I did before
Well I could give you my hands and my arms
I'm standing in the back of the room
With my feet on the ground
I'm gonna come around in a couple minutes
Until the meteor showers fall
I'm not the same anymore
so why do you blame me for it?
I'm not the same anymore
so why do you blame me for it?
Well is it a sign, a limit, a mark, a match?
I lay flat out on my back
but there's something holding me back
and it's holding me from holding you again
I'm holding, I'm holding, I'm holding
holding, holding, holding...
I'm not the same anymore
so why do you blame me for it?
I'm not the same anymore
so why do you blame me for it?
I'm not the same anymore
so why do you blame me for it?
I'm not the same anymore
so why do you blame me for it?
Ok, right here...
He's got her bags up on the planet's affairs
She's got her bags up on the planet's affairs
She's packed her bags up to the planet's affairs
She's got her bags up on the planet's affairs
She's gonna pick 'em up to throw 'em down
She's picks me up and throws me down
She's gotta pick him up and throw him down
and around, and around, and around,
and around, and around, why?
I'm not the same anymore
so why do you blame me for it?
I'm not the same anymore
so why do you blame me for it?
I'm not the same anymore
so why do you blame me for it?
I'm not the same anymore
so why do you blame me for it?
