Broken pieces on the ground
Fading in and fading out
Masochistic happiness
I wonder where you will move on
And what you'll do when I am gone
This hasn't really made much sense
Since the very first time
I was never meant to be a Motor
I just always kind of been a floater
If ever you should come around
And try to keep from coming down,
Then I
(oh I ) then I will bey our only one
I remember thinking I would try to slow you down so we could find
All the things that you have missed the reoccurring consequence
Trippin on me in your o.c.d.
Drama queen that just wont agree
I am just the accident in your ever tragic comedy
Tell me this or tell me that
But I don't listen much to that
Erase the face you wear and come inside
I was never meant to be a Motor
I just always kind of been a floater
If ever you should come around
And try to keep from coming down,
Then I
(oh I ) then I will be your only one
You could tell me this or tell me that
But I don't listen much to that
Erase the face you wear and come inside
I was never meant to be a Motor
I just always kind of been a floater
If ever you should come around
And try to keep from coming down,
Then I
(oh I ) then I will be your only one
Writer(s): Alexander Mitchell, Ricky Beck Mahler
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