I get impatient every day It's like I'm losing my sight They say you wait until you make it Then you fake it alright But I won't lose You know we're gonna do what we do best, best So won't you open up the sunroof in my head, in my head? Ooh-ooh-ooh Live in your cave then dig your grave You'll never survive I never knew that I'd been through it 'Til I made it alive And I refuse to worry You know we're gonna do what we do best, best So won't you open up the sunroof in my head, in my head? Ooh-ooh-ooh You know we're gonna do what we do best, best So won't you open up the sunroof in my head, in my head? Pine trees and brown leaves And I wanna sleep outside Wanna clear my mind You know we're gonna do what we do best, best So won't you open up the sunroof in my head, in my head? Ooh-ooh-ooh You know we're gonna do what we do best, best So won't you open up the sunroof in my head, in my head? Ooh-ooh-ooh

Sun is going down backs are to the ground mid November From your castle in the trees hear you call to me I remember Oh the things we miss With grass stains on our shins Do you have to go, do you have to go tell me do you You don't wanna go, you don't wanna go tell me do you Taking turns we find seeking while we hide chasing memories Still I know the somber song of the meadowlark written for me Oh the things we find When scars are left behind Do you have to go, do you have to go tell me do you You don't wanna go, you don't wanna go tell me do you Oh the things we miss, oh the things we miss, oh the things Oh the things we miss, oh the things we miss, oh the things Oh the things we miss, oh the things we miss, oh the things Oh the things we miss, oh the things we miss, oh the things Do you have to go, do you have to go tell me do you Oh the things we miss, oh the things we miss, oh the things You don't wanna go, you don't wanna go tell me do you Do you have to go, do you have to go tell me do you

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Their chloroform Subdued and deplored The wounds that you hoard Their chloroform Conjuring remorse Affiance you tore Beset those unaware Are you sad? There, there Cause an affray Saints that they portray While they wear away Their chloroform Submit to the swarm In singular form Beset those unaware Are you sad? There, there Beset those unaware Are you sad? There, there There, there There, there