When I'm looking up
All eyes see a way out
They want to taste through your mouth
Now you're going to say
I knew it all along
Odd ones meeting in the black and white
Still we share a drink tonight
Even duel, reaching for the sunny sky
All ride through the dark of night
Wouldn't you know
A refrain of I told you so
Got a supersonic gun
They're swiping at you and yours
Kicking up dust
Tells me what you're afraid of
To the end of the disc keep spinning us
We've run out of track now slipping off
For the mend of a kiss keep spitting up
We give but they take, who's keeping score
To the bend of a wrist, keeps twisting it
Bound to you
In the rain there a bliss like ignorance
When I'm looking up
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When I'm looking up
All eyes see a way out
They want to taste through your mouth
Now you're going to say
I knew it all along
Odd ones meeting in the black and white
Still we share a drink tonight
Even duel, reaching for the sunny sky
All ride through the dark of night
Wouldn't you know
A refrain of I told you so
Got a supersonic gun
They're swiping at you and yours
Kicking up dust
Tells me what you're afraid of
To the end of the disc keep spinning us
We've run out of track now slipping off
For the mend of a kiss keep spitting up
We give but they take, who's keeping score
To the bend of a wrist, keeps twisting it
Bound to you
In the rain there a bliss like ignorance
When I'm looking up
All eyes see a way out
They want to taste through your mouth
Now you're going to say
I knew it all along
Odd ones meeting in the black and white
Still we share a drink tonight
Even duel, reaching for the sunny sky
All ride through the dark of night
Wouldn't you know
A refrain of I told you so
Got a supersonic gun
They're swiping at you and yours
Kicking up dust
Tells me what you're afraid of
To the end of the disc keep spinning us
We've run out of track now slipping off
For the mend of a kiss keep spitting up
We give but they take, who's keeping score
To the bend of a wrist, keeps twisting it
Bound to you
In the rain there a bliss like ignorance
When I'm looking up
Writer: Ian Lee, Jacob Lee
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