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I'm still frustrated from last night
Things happened in half time i'm sick of the bends
My panic research was no help
I sink into myself afraid of the fall that never ends
Awake but i'm too tired to play pretend
I'll suffocate until the end

No time for half-hearted goodbyes
I turn on the spotlight and flee from the scene
Cheap flight from paris to bangkok
I thought it was non-stop
Can't sleep on the klm again
I haunt the halls of medicine at night
Choking back the urge to fight

Her cat was clawing the floorboards
Just outside of our door
The panic begins...
I searched the whole damn apartment
From ceiling to carpet
No sign of the things she used to own
As autumn turns its back on me again
I climb the walls for oxygen

My body aches, it heaves it shakes
All somersaults through so-called art
And i still don't know exactly who i am
I never will, amen

She whispers something in my ear
The message is unclear she motions outside
I trail her closely from behind
She tries hard not to cry
She shakes underneath the pouring rain

"I can't compete with all your damn ideas
This isn't working out for you or me
The truth is i'm too tired to play pretend
This is goodbye this is the end"

(by: Motion City Soundtrack)

Description
I'm still frustrated from last night
Things happened in half time i'm sick of the bends
My panic research was no help
I sink into myself afraid of the fall that never ends
Awake but i'm too tired to play pretend
I'll suffocate until the end

No time for half-hearted goodbyes
I turn on the spotlight and flee from the scene
Cheap flight from paris to bangkok
I thought it was non-stop
Can't sleep on the klm again
I haunt the halls of medicine at night
Choking back the urge to fight

Her cat was clawing the floorboards
Just outside of our door
The panic begins...
I searched the whole damn apartment
From ceiling to carpet
No sign of the things she used to own
As autumn turns its back on me again
I climb the walls for oxygen

My body aches, it heaves it shakes
All somersaults through so-called art
And i still don't know exactly who i am
I never will, amen

She whispers something in my ear
The message is unclear she motions outside
I trail her closely from behind
She tries hard not to cry
She shakes underneath the pouring rain

"I can't compete with all your damn ideas
This isn't working out for you or me
The truth is i'm too tired to play pretend
This is goodbye this is the end"

(by: Motion City Soundtrack)