The Troubled Stateside by Crime in Stereo
Vanished in fury and smoke. Before she left she spoke about a problem and a plan. (Going through my head) Should I plan to make my escape? Gonna check out the United States. Can't take this island wasteland... How can I be who I want when they know me as who I am? Besides, people work their whole lives hoping to get here. I figure they could use the room. A great place to get rich, have kids and die. I probably won't be coming back so soon. How can I be who I want if I stay here with you? It's the weight (So goodnight, Dark Island) of life spent peeking out, spent peeking out (So goodnight, Dark Island) From beneath the trees (So goodnight, Dark Island) The way the front lawns wander on endlessly. And it's not a bad life. Working 9-5... Weekend gardening and cheating on your wife. And if you find yourself broken in the slow mercury of days... And have the courage for the traffic, I know a secret to escape... Just be who it is they want. It's easy to find your way. It's the weight (So goodnight, Dark Island) of life spent peeking out, spent peeking out (So goodnight, Dark Island) From beneath the trees (So goodnight, Dark Island) The way the front lawns wander on endlessly. I can't help feeling like theres never enough... Never enough room for any love Between the tanning bed marquees And roadside church displays. Feels like theres never enough... Friends or any friendly faces Just a bunch of clever ways to say... "Jesus saves" It's the weight (So goodnight, Dark Island) of life spent peeking out, spent peeking out (So goodnight, Dark Island) From beneath the trees (So goodnight, Dark Island) The way the front lawns wander on endlessly.