Strawtown - Bleecker

It’s inevitable

Sooner or later it will rain

Like the changes of the seasons

I’ll be naked without reasons

Caught on a speeding train

It’s inevitable

Sooner or later it’ll arrive

Like the night will turn to day

I’ll be stuck with mellow grey

To numb to run and to dumb to hide

It’s a Sunday in Strawtown

When all that I want is to get out

It’s a Sunday in Strawtown

When all that I want is to get out

It’s inevitable

The room will come closing in

With Newton-like precision

Increasing my inhibition

Until I’m finally giving in

It’s inevitable

Time to accept ones faith

My closed eyes help me none

They’re lined up one by one

The floor is bursting from the weight

It’s a Sunday in Strawtown

When all that I want is to get out

It’s a Sunday in Strawtown

When all that I want is to get out

The darkness won’t get any darker

The air can’t get any thicker

I won’t be pushed any further

Now I’m not kidding anymore

I’m not kidding anymore

It’s a Sunday in Strawtown

When all that I want is to get out

It’s a Sunday in Strawtown

When all that I want is to get out

All that I want is to get out

All that I need is to get out

All that I want is

All that I need is

All that I want is

To get out