Jersey Beach-Pail letra

Does this city have any limits?
Is its grid beyond control?
Like a mold this city grows across an area
I used to call my home.
Trees replaced by structures, starry skies replaced by lights. If I didn't have my ties I wouldn't spend another night.
You should see how small we really are, how small we are.
Don't forget that.
Like the whitish streak of a jet gone by, something once was there I loved.
But, for now ill watch this ice as it forms on this glass as I know.
I'm off to better places.

Shook Ones - Letras

• Attitude Is The Agent
• Bad Year
• Beads N' Stuff
• Bellingham Lads Club
• Carms Race
• Crunch Time In Tooth Town
• Ebb And Flow
• First Lunch, Then War
• I Take
• I Try
• Ink Pen Shopping Spree
• Jersey Beach-Pail
• Mexico 4 Life
• Order Form
• Panic Attack (On The Terraces)
• Penn Cove Muscles
• Pheasant
• Please Read
• Raised By Woofs
• S.M.R.P.
• Sheep Vs. Lynx
• Slaughter Of The Insole
• So Grown Up
• The Drop
• Virginia Beach Vanity Plate
• Wishin' Roulette