Too many stripes in the sea
Talking to my enemies
Being stuck in everybody's arms
Waking up to see the fog
Always a cannon in the street
Turned into a recipe
Crayons all over my cheek
I just want them to see me
Take your feet down, you should move your house
Just to be part of the concrete
Would it be better just to shrink in?
No longer calm, that's what I feel
Every hour to move your house
Just to be part of the concrete
Would it be better just to shrink in?
No longer calm, that's what I feel
What I feel
Dance like a twitch of an inert
Hold it tight of being hurt
Forty eagles on the curb
It's a warm night, don't get used to hurt
Take your feet down, you should move your house
Just to be part of the concrete
Now, would it be better just to shrink in?
No longer calm, that's what I feel
Every hour to move your house (Every hour)
Just to be part of the concrete
Would it be better just to shrink in?
No longer calm, that's what I feel
What I feel
What I feel
What I feel
