lastman

elephant in my bedroom
seek and hide
dust flowing in the sunrise
but the end is never the end my friend
when we are waving goodbye
the clock is ticking in my head
when I'm close to the finishing line
but the end is never the end my friend
when we are waving goodbye
oh the doors a locked but we throw away
we throw away the keys.
but the end is never the end my friend
when we are waving goodbye

I thought I was made free.
I thought I was made free.
I thought I was made free.
I thought I was made free.