And if they dropped the bomb, would you love me then?
If I was wrong, would it be okay?
Well I can see the holes in everyone
A change of season
Let's go
And if I found a way to make amends
Would you say I was too late?
Well I can find the holes in anyone
A change of season
A change of season
I feel like I'm losing for money
I feel like I'm losing for free
I feel older than the dead angel on my shoulder claims to be
I feel like we're drinking and driving, yeah
I feel like we're running into a house
I feel like swimming in your apathy
You know I'd love to be your conscience when it calls
If they made me crawl, would you love me then?
If I was small, would it be okay?
Well I can see the need in everyone
A change of season
A change of season
I feel like I'm losing for money
I feel like I'm losing for free
I feel older than the dead angel on my shoulder claims to be
I feel like we're drinking and driving, yeah
I feel like we're running into a house
I feel like swimming in your apathy as a kind of parody
Of miles and miles and miles
I feel like somebody's missing, yeah
I think that somebody's missing, yeah
I think that somebody's missing
Whoah, whoah, whoah
Whoah, whoah, whoah
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