The Obsessives
About The Planets
I'm sick of wandering around
I'm sick of carving circles into this familiar ground
Some nights I really wanna walk
Like I really wanna walk
May as well leave while nothings holding me back

Past my head, nothings strange
Nothing's holding me back
Grasp my head, it's all the same
Not much to leave

I love the way we look up at the planets
Thinking we're alone, content with ignorance
I love the way we live
So loudly, so intent
Plan on making statements of our permanence

Past my head, nothings strange
Nothing's holding me back
Grasp my hеad, it's all the same
Not much to leavе

Don't tell me I'm crazy
You're the one who changed me
Changed me into something
Something sad and angry
Something sad and angry
Then it hit me
That I could die young
I could leave nothing behind
Now I grow in all directions
I'll know the stars when they're behind me
I'll know the stars when they're behind me
I'll know the stars when they're behind me
I'll know the stars when they're behind me
I'll know the stars when they're behind me