My Flying Machine - Away from Here

Living in a kind of haze
Thinking all my days away
To sum it for you
I've been a little strange
Steady as a crashing wave

I gotta get away from here

Money buys your way to hell
Depending on the shit you sell
Hungry for the truth
Well their eating me alive
Greedy fuckers always will

I gotta get away from here
Moving all the way from fear

Kinda looks like danger
But everything seems fine
Now go and talk to strangers
And make it shine

I gotta get away from here
Moving all the way from fear

Written by:
Brandon General

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