Lyrics

I'm lost in the see-through Pane always needs a bath Between a want and a need to Butterscotch streetlamps mark my path My country was of thee Now why'd you have to leave? How'd this come to have to pass? Butterscotch streetlamps mark my path Mark my path Mark my path down Mark my path Mark my path down Mark my path Mark my path down Mark my path Mark my path down I'm lost in the see-through Pane always wants a wash Between a want and a need to Butterscotch streetlamps mark my path Mark my path Mark my path down Mark my path Mark my path down