Full Nelson lyrics by Nothing, Nowhere. It’s like I’m holding on with broken hands I see these lies out the corner of my eye When I grow up I wanna be a ghost...
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It’s like I’m holding on with broken hands
I see these lies out the corner of my eye
When I grow up I wanna be a ghost
So I can see how you feel when I’m not as close
If you wanna slow her down, well hell
You just step on the brake here and you slow her down
This is the present, Phillip
Enjoy it while it lasts
I'll pretend I’m in my old bed
Tired eyes, tuck me in, pat me on the head
Construct a world in which I’m safe again
Growing up, giving up, I wish I'd never left
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