You know they never will.
They'll make sense of what you gave them.
And now it's all down hill from here.
Well in this case you break my fall.
We're bringing it home.
Patrick short flip and outside boundary lines.
I'm running you down.
Well nothing looks right from up here.
Inside out I'm still unclear about the things you might have said.
Flat line equals frantic endeavor but I guess this will have to do now.
Patrick short flip and outside.
We're bringing it home. Hold on to the things you favor most.
Shift right and let it run down.
If my peace could find a way out.
Let go of the youthful honesty.
Lyrics submitted by RivalSchools
"33" as written by Travis Stever Claudio Sanchez
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing
Lyrics powered by LyricFind