Chromarama - Fix Your Head

What makes you think
You know what's best for me
What is best for all of us
You seem to have a clear view
Of what is wrong
Despite a narrow perspective
The truth can be such a cruel thing
To find out just how small you are
When it hits
You'll find you're misled
And I hope that it
Fixes your head
Where is the grace
That you speak so much of
Its saved for one side of the coin
Even though the other side
Is of the same
Both worn and covered with rust
The truth can be such a cruel thing
To find out just how small you are
When it hits
You'll find you're misled
And I hope that it
Fixes your head
Like Matty said
I'd love it if we made it
But I don't know how much further
You can make it
Until you take in the beat
Of another's heart
As if it found its way
Into your chest
You are running out of time
The truth can be
Such a cruel thing
To find out just how small you are
When it hits
You'll find you're misled
And I hope that it
Fixes your head
Or we will leave you behind

Written by:
Geoff Halbherr

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