Down کے بول

Straight to tomorrow I will lie here and wait this out Until you put back the rendering You’re like a regular checkout Draw a little line Walk it where it burns the time Some days I only need to be Down to be down, to be down Down to be down, to be down Hey, Mr. Muter I know why you blow all this air Because inertia is easier Than making a move that goes bad We’re on a common thread We’re on the outside looking in Piercing through all of your pretend We’re piercing through all of your pre- Draw a little line Walk it where it burns the time Some days you only need to be Down to be down, to be down Down to be down, to be down Down to be down, to be down Down to be down, to be down Oh Some days I move alone With company none but my own There’s more air, more room to bleed Down to be down, to be down Down to be down, to be down Down to be down, to be down Down to be down, to be down