New Thing 歌词

Lately I’ve been thinking What’s the matter with this world Your prophet asked for money on my TV What’s with all this madness Is it just something I have not seen You feed the fire with gasoline I want to flee to LA And I wish it would just rain And wash away the sorrows of my tears And find a place where I can grow some wings The world is hanging by a string I’m sick of still pretending And I’m tired of what they say I can have it any other way I need a big solution Give me a resolution To solve my thoughts, I’ll take it anyway Lock me in your penthouse And toss away the key Throw it to the bottom of the sea And find a place where I can grow some wings The world is hanging by a string I don’t get religion I know that they’re delusions I don’t mind the lies so why should you And find a place where I can grow some wings The world is hanging by a string