Texty: So They Say. Antidote For Irony. Anxiety Is Setting In.
It was cold and dark
I seemed very out of place.
I felt my legs get weak
And the walls start to shake
But anxiety is setting in.
The leaves were growing hands pulling my skin
and that's when I put my hands around
the only thing that made sense
We're on our own
So here's the news we've been set up and
I caught a glimpse of what's to come
I guess that we should have known
We're on our own
So here's the news we've been set up and
I caught a glimpse of what's to come
I guess that we should have known
It's so unjust it seems
that I can't see what you see
and I found the cancer still alive.
It's coursing through our veins.
We'll never be the same
and that's why I put my hands around
the only thing that made sense
We're on our own
So here's the news we've been set up and
I caught a glimpse of what's to come
I guess that we should have known
We're on our own
So here's the news we've been set up and
I caught a glimpse of what's to come
I guess that we should have known
I guess that we should have known
(I guess that we're on our own)
I guess that we're on our own
(I guess that we should have known)
We're on our own
So here's the news we've been set up and
I caught a glimpse of what's to come
I guess that we should have known
We're on our own, we're on our own
They never wanted, wanted us to know
(Thanks to alex for these lyrics)
Antidote For Irony
So They Say