In this neighborhood, Mary is watching
From her starry blue bath
Seeing me first roam these streets
She and others can't help but laugh
The ferris wheel at the Little League Fair
The city and town I saw from there
A sunset society out of reach
The neon lights on an outfield beach
And the rides keep spinning and spinning
Until I can't see your face
Noticing I'm wrong can get
Tiring and boring, move along
Cause now I'm getting out
And I'm not tryna fake it
Got a year left and I know
I'm gonna make it
Used to not show up to parties but
Collect invites as a hobby
Arriving now to mumbled "what?"s
I tame my laugh, compare my body
Sober-stalking neighborhoods
With garbage-piled Italian goods
Drunken laughs rise from poolsides
They slept till noon and almost died
Have you been restless lately?
I was wondering if we could stay out, maybe
Something's bound to happen and I wanna
Share the times that you've been havin'
Cause now I'm getting out
And I'm not tryna fake it
Got a year left and I know
I'm gonna make it
Looking back on the days when I was young
They're unresponsive to me as
Butterhill closed on Halloween
And I've been to this house, seen it inside
In the bedroom sits a person who watched their childhood die
All my life thought I'd change
Pretending doesn't feel right in exchange
Yeah, I tried getting out
And I really kinda hate it
Got your attention now
So I'm gonna try to fake it
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Steve Alexander - Getting Out Lyrics
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In this neighborhood, Mary is watching
From her starry blue bath
Seeing me first roam these streets
She and others can't help but laugh
The ferris wheel at the Little League Fair
The city and town I saw from there
A sunset society out of reach
The neon lights on an outfield beach
And the rides keep spinning and spinning
Until I can't see your face
Noticing I'm wrong can get
Tiring and boring, move along
Cause now I'm getting out
And I'm not tryna fake it
Got a year left and I know
I'm gonna make it
Used to not show up to parties but
Collect invites as a hobby
Arriving now to mumbled "what?"s
I tame my laugh, compare my body
Sober-stalking neighborhoods
With garbage-piled Italian goods
Drunken laughs rise from poolsides
They slept till noon and almost died
Have you been restless lately?
I was wondering if we could stay out, maybe
Something's bound to happen and I wanna
Share the times that you've been havin'
Cause now I'm getting out
And I'm not tryna fake it
Got a year left and I know
I'm gonna make it
Looking back on the days when I was young
They're unresponsive to me as
Butterhill closed on Halloween
And I've been to this house, seen it inside
In the bedroom sits a person who watched their childhood die
All my life thought I'd change
Pretending doesn't feel right in exchange
Yeah, I tried getting out
And I really kinda hate it
Got your attention now
So I'm gonna try to fake it
From her starry blue bath
Seeing me first roam these streets
She and others can't help but laugh
The ferris wheel at the Little League Fair
The city and town I saw from there
A sunset society out of reach
The neon lights on an outfield beach
And the rides keep spinning and spinning
Until I can't see your face
Noticing I'm wrong can get
Tiring and boring, move along
Cause now I'm getting out
And I'm not tryna fake it
Got a year left and I know
I'm gonna make it
Used to not show up to parties but
Collect invites as a hobby
Arriving now to mumbled "what?"s
I tame my laugh, compare my body
Sober-stalking neighborhoods
With garbage-piled Italian goods
Drunken laughs rise from poolsides
They slept till noon and almost died
Have you been restless lately?
I was wondering if we could stay out, maybe
Something's bound to happen and I wanna
Share the times that you've been havin'
Cause now I'm getting out
And I'm not tryna fake it
Got a year left and I know
I'm gonna make it
Looking back on the days when I was young
They're unresponsive to me as
Butterhill closed on Halloween
And I've been to this house, seen it inside
In the bedroom sits a person who watched their childhood die
All my life thought I'd change
Pretending doesn't feel right in exchange
Yeah, I tried getting out
And I really kinda hate it
Got your attention now
So I'm gonna try to fake it
Writer: Steve Alexander
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid