Yards (The)

Cut Me
Watching lines run through the sky Asking how or why Seems so distant from where I am Looking down feeling for hearten Watching your eyes rolling Time going by Knowing That this is just a feeling Not an experience or anything So cut me up, cut me down I want to feel my feet on the ground They don't sell, I don't care, at least not now Cut me up, cut me now I only hope my feet get back on the ground Somebody cut, slovenly cut, cut me Can't tell myself what to do My mind is full of things to do Don't need time to slow me down Take what I can before I drown Not forever, quite ironic Quite immense what you feel from it I'll regret so few things But why can't this be an exception Just cut me up, cut me down Letras de cancionesI want to feel my feet on the ground They don't sell, I don't care at, least not now Cut me up, cut me now I only hope my feet get back on the ground Somebody cut, slovenly cut, cut me From Letras Mania