Lost in the valley of malls
The kids are all leading themselves
Living in capsules and balls
Thinking that there's nowhere else at all
Flicking a match in the sky
Turning my back on my own
Finally the bottle's bone dry
With a message inside
That says that I'm gone
I'm a dull boy with a dead dream
Searching for a pulse at any given scene
The city's shrinking down
I think it's time to leave this town
Pulling out while there's still time
Littered all my memories behind
The statues […] that I'm having
Let them keep their […] clean
Whatever was now is in ashes
There isn't anymore room here for me
Cause I'm a dull boy with a dead dream
Searching for a pulse at any given scene
The city's shrinking down
I think it's time to leave this town
Pulling out while there's still time
Littered all my memories behind
The city's shrinking down
I think it's time to leave this town
Pulling out while there's still time
Littered all my memories behind
Writer(s): Matthew Taylor, Brooks Nielsen
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