Monsters of folk

Map of the world

Monsters of folk
There's a map of the world
On the wall in your room
Green pins where ya wanna go
White pins where ya been
There isn't even ten
You're already feeling old
Pretty faces stare back
From a magazine stack
That you read when
You're feeling bored
Look through a telescope lens
It doesn't make sense
You think you've been there before

Some far off feelings
Some up close kind of ache
White screen reason to
Look the other way

There's a place by the lake
That you go when it's late
It was summer and the crowds were gone
And you sit all alone with
With your thoughts, gettin stoned
Just waitin for some peace to come

Like the thing thatcha
Tried that you thought that you liked
For a minute then it all felt wrong
So your changing again
All your clothes, all your friends
It's the same as it ever was

That far off feeling
That up close kind of ache
Some white screen reason to
Look the other way

Ahhh
Oooh
Ahh
La dum
La dum

It's a road that you've paved
Over indian graves and
You wonder why your dreams are crazed
So you cling to your wife
Your kids, and you life
There's nothing that you're gonna save
Put the razor to your face
Hot water for a shave
Kill the shadow of yesterday
Clean shirt, clean pants
Clean slate second chance
You're going by another name

Some far off feeling
Some up close kind of ache
That instant karma
That always comes too late

Ahhh
Oohh

Ahhh
La dum

La dum

La dum
La dum

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