The Deadly Syndrome - Emily Paints Lyrics
The moon is not quite brightThe time is not quite nowYour lips are close to mineI'm leaving, I'm leaving, I'm leaving, I'm...Our brains are not quite fullSo stuffed with half-thought thoughtsMath problems still to solve andI'm leaving, I'm leaving, I'm leaving, I'm...Why don't we move ourselves up the roadI don't know which turn was wrongBut the roughest roads are the ones that take us homeWhy don't we lay peacefully at nightI can't count the minutes we've lain hereSomething ain't rightSomething ain't rightSomething ain't rightSomething ain't, no it ain't, ain'tSomething ain't rightLook back at whats behind usLeft home with eyes aheadThe colors run togetherThey're bleedingThey're bleedingThey're bleedingWhy don't we move ourselves up the roadI don't know which turn was wrongBut the roughest roads are the ones that take us homeWhy don't we lay peacefully at nightI can't count the minutes we've lain hereSomething ain't rightSomething ain't rightSomething ain't rightSomething ain't, no it ain't, ain'tSomething ain't rightSomething ain't rightSomething ain't rightSomething ain't rightSomething ain't, something rightSomething ain't, somethingI'm leaving, I'm leaving, I'm leaving, I'm...Something, I'mLeaving, I'mSomething, I'mLeaving, I'mSomething ain't rightI'm leaving, I'mSomething ain't rightI'm leaving, I'mSomething ain't rightI'm leaving, I'mSomething ain't rightI'm leaving, I'm
