Lyrics

Another summer day and I can't be bothered It's just another day of English Americana An apocalyptic haze, it waits on the harbour I think of older days, stories of mother and father It's a never-ending wave, a sick kind of marker Where people are the same and to be myself is harder And I feel it in the fame, I put on my armour I'll play your little game if I get a little If I get a little smarter Now life is grey and it stays all the same, we live in colour Outrun the gunner as we outrun each other, I live in colour Free to live in colour Another sunny day and all it gets is harder I try to break away but the system thinks it's smarter And I know it's not a phase, I'll make myself a martyr And in the new appraise, I'll change all the things it started So I sink below the waves, it's all I ever wanted I know we make mistakes but to live like that is haunted So the people stay the same, the people stay unwanted I feel it in the fame, play your game and make me Play your game and make me stronger Now life is grey and it stays all the same, we live in colour Outrun the gunner as we outrun each other, I live in colour Free to live in colour Free to live in colour, oh (Free to live in colour) Free to live in colour Now life is grey and it stays all the same, we live in colour Outrun the gunner as we outrun each other, I live in colour Free to live in colour Another summer day and I can't be bothered It's just another day of English Americana (free to live in colour) An apocalyptic haze, it waits on the harbour I think of older days, stories of mother and father (free to live in colour) Another summer day and I can't be bothered It's just another day of English Americana
Writer(s): Elizabeth Hillesden Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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