The Textures - Weasel in the Wall

I ran across the world just to get to your street
Tripping over problems underneath my feet
I may not get back til the morning
But when i get there
I'll be just the same
The same

I spent my days away from everyone
Forgot the feeling of life up out in the sun
Found reality just seems so disappointing
When you romanticize every little thing
Thing

The same, the same, the same
The same, the same, the same
Never change, never change, never change
The same, the same, the same

Will it change
Change
Will it change
Will it change

Written by:
Kelsey Lillion

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