You set off the alarm again
Looking good in stripes
There still some oxygen left
If you hurry on outside
We realized it's hopeless
To push this boat across the pond
Might as well walk away
Before our will is gone
You crowded into the bus
Set your paper bag on your lap
Took out a notebook
And wrote mercy, mercy oh please
Fifteen times
For the petite bourgeoisie
I don't quite know what's true
Throwing it all back at you
Waking in the attic closet
Scratching the window film
Extinguishing those memories
Like they're a fire drill
Got a lot to do now
But we're out of time
There's a sense of acceptance
Spreading over us
We're open for business
But on another frontier
And the darkened edges
Tell you it's done
Get out of the station
Before the bell tower melts
Take off your blindfold
Find your way back to bed
Blame the Ending - The Darkened Edges Lyrics
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You set off the alarm again
Looking good in stripes
There still some oxygen left
If you hurry on outside
We realized it's hopeless
To push this boat across the pond
Might as well walk away
Before our will is gone
You crowded into the bus
Set your paper bag on your lap
Took out a notebook
And wrote mercy, mercy oh please
Fifteen times
For the petite bourgeoisie
I don't quite know what's true
Throwing it all back at you
Waking in the attic closet
Scratching the window film
Extinguishing those memories
Like they're a fire drill
Got a lot to do now
But we're out of time
There's a sense of acceptance
Spreading over us
We're open for business
But on another frontier
And the darkened edges
Tell you it's done
Get out of the station
Before the bell tower melts
Take off your blindfold
Find your way back to bed
Looking good in stripes
There still some oxygen left
If you hurry on outside
We realized it's hopeless
To push this boat across the pond
Might as well walk away
Before our will is gone
You crowded into the bus
Set your paper bag on your lap
Took out a notebook
And wrote mercy, mercy oh please
Fifteen times
For the petite bourgeoisie
I don't quite know what's true
Throwing it all back at you
Waking in the attic closet
Scratching the window film
Extinguishing those memories
Like they're a fire drill
Got a lot to do now
But we're out of time
There's a sense of acceptance
Spreading over us
We're open for business
But on another frontier
And the darkened edges
Tell you it's done
Get out of the station
Before the bell tower melts
Take off your blindfold
Find your way back to bed
Writer: Paul Munson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid