Lyrics
words to study
Let's get lost
Fingers crossed
It is an ordinary evening
I am broadcasting are you receiving
Sick sick sound
All fall down
It is a necessary evil
Just like highway gas stations and people
I remember golden days when all this was a mystery
And you could write a letter then or god forbid come visit me
And if you find yourself without me
Can you find yourself without me
Can you find yourself without me
Can you find your self without me
