Under The Pavement- The Beach - Deportees

I feel sure

I’ve been here before

So I kissed my ugly gang goodbye

Walked out the door

I’ll start the love

If you give me a go

I’m not fine

Waiting in line

Put the changes Put the changes On me

Under Pavements Under Pavements The Beach

I feel bored

Just like my friend

We talked about the wasted years

And how we’d pretend

That the changes would come

Put the changes Put the changes On me

Under Pavements Under Pavements The Beach

What if I die here?

What if i remain?

Its not tasting like it used to do

Its not feeling the same

I saw a crack in the concrete

I saw a new rose

I look fine with the wind in my hair

Put the changes Put the changes On me

Put the changes Put the changes On me

Under Pavements Under Pavements The Beach

Under Pavements Under Pavements The Beach