paroles de chanson Get Out - Mark Wilkinson

Conversation spaces revolve around the same thing
And I am feeling tired
So what have I done lately to make you seem so shaken
And violent inside?

There inside my ears
I think I hear the same thing
Every single morning
Knocking around my mind

There inside my ears
I think I hear the same thing
Every single evening
Before I close my

Get out, get out
While you still can
Go on, get out
While you still can

And an empty kitchen morning
Serves as my forewarning
Of things yet to come
'Cause you've been gone for days now
Swallowed by your playground
'Til at last it spits you home

There inside my ears
I think I hear the same thing
Every single morning
Knocking around my mind

There inside my ears
I think I hear the same thing
Every single evening
Telling me to fly

Get out, get out
While you still can
Go on, get out
While you still can

Get out, get out
While you still can
Go on, get out
While you still can