Orange Time Machines Care

Lyrics

[Intro: Cory Lockwood] Run [Verse 1: Cory Lockwood] Il était une fois When learning how to crawl became a substitute for walking Biting my tongue, a fair exchange for talking to myself Knocking pictures off the shelf and swallowing the frames Spilling wine to comment on the stain [Instrumental Break] [Verse 2: Kurt Travis, Cory Lockwood & Kurt Travis, Cory Lockwood] I need a mind-erase option, less air to the brain If God was alive, He would've amended us But then again, no one has it as bad as I have or ever will To the extent that, if I have to finish this I might have to leave everything else undone, and it's all numb anyway I can see our life before my eyes, and it looks real Sunrise, an easy thing to steal I'll drive, I'm best behind the wheel Besides, I get confused; I'll need you to navigate The complicated courts and lanes that crowd this place I swear to God, the street signs change when my eyes close They're not the same [Pre-Chorus: Cory Lockwood, Cory Lockwood & Kurt Travis] They're not the same I get lost easily, I get lost easily Help guide me home, please Help guide me home, please [Chorus: Kurt Travis, Kurt Travis & Cory Lockwood, Cory Lockwood] I always take the fall; why are you always getting sick? The complications won't solve itself I always take the fall; why are you always getting sick? The complications won't solve itself [Post-Chorus: Kurt Travis] We used to sing our song and what it meant to us, and it's gone And every emotion that all went along with, it's gone I shared it all with you; you said you'd love me too Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, so love me too, ooh-ooh [Bridge: Kurt Travis] Are you crawling away (Are you crawling away) Or is it time to go through? (Or is it time to go through?) Were we always this way (Were we always this way) Or was I too fucked up to know? (Or was I too fucked up to know?) Are you crawling away (Are you crawling away) Or is it time to go through? (Or is it time to go through?) Were we always this way (Were we always this way) Or was I too fucked up to know? (Or was I too fucked up to know?) [Outro: Cory Lockwood] I sang your favorite song, you told me it was too long I asked you what was wrong; the list goes on and on