Lyrics

Moving

they’re kicking bodies to the street i cover my face
let every major man concede that i am so aimless
get your hand away from me but I need your help
it’s time to cash in all my chips

i’m moving to the east side
i’m trying hard to see sky
i only need the free ride
and i’m gone

picking hearts up off the street it doesn’t make sense
well everybody look at me i’m straddling fences
doesn’t it hurt me on my seat you’d think that it would
well how can i avoid these cookie cutters

i’m moving to the east side
i’m trying hard to see sky
i only need the free ride
and i’m gone

everybody move your feet
they’re kicking bodies to the street



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