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England

 

England

(album: All These Countless Nights - 2017)


There's a weight that's on my shoulders
An empty space inside
All the things our parents told us
Never truly leave our mind

All that tracks we form as children
And the habits that we build
Only worsen as we get older,
Leave us unfulfilled

All the time that I wasted
Refusing to let you go
From every place I've been to the state I'm in
I needed to let you know, that you're not my home

Would I still feel awkward sober
Around people I don't know?
Would I still not swim in public and hide behind my clothes?

I curse the white skin that I'm covered in
And the country where I was born

All the time I wasted
Refusing to let you go
From every place I've been to the state I'm in
I needed to let you know

Because my mind's made up
And I've had enough from the way that my face turns red
I said my mind's made up
Yeah, I've had enough. Oh, England, get out of my head?

I think I'll move 5000 miles down south towards the sea
'Cause the world isn't old as a vampire. England just might be
'Cause it wears me out, drains the joy,
That I swear that I had when I was a boy,
Maybe that wasn't me.
Just a memory, just a memory.

All the time that I wasted
Refusing to let you go
From every place I've been to the state I'm in
I needed to let you know

Yeah, my mind's made up
And I've had enough from the way that my face turns red
I said my mind's made up
Yeah, I've had enough. Oh, England, get out of my head.
Get out of my head.

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