Lyrics

the air becomes a thick green paste
the hairs stand on the back of your head
and you know you don't belong

the late of june is coming soon
but you're all the way at church
somehow stuck out in the middle of it

don't you say its easier to stay
its easy to run away
i'm gonna be scared but
don't think i'm the type to run away
when the sky is vectoring green
i will drag you out of the storm

the sirens howl, the wind picks up
and you're standing on the roof somehow
where you know you don't belong

the lightning cracks, the thunder roars
now you're all the way downstairs and you're just
hiding your family from it

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don't you say its easier to stay
its easy to run away
i'm gonna be scared but
don't think i'm the type to run away
when the sky is vectoring green
i will drag you out of the storm