WOODEN CIRCUS - ON THE HILL lyrics

somebody told me that you loved me

somebody told me that salvations far away

somebody left me a letter in your name

my head spins in circles

I drown my thoughts in the pouring rain

on the hill and almost over

I'm just too young to meet you there

I want her, share your laughter

with the monsters inside of you

they keep me company once and a while

it creeps upon me to, it creeps upon me

let a da du da die hey anyway

the smell of her letters gets me so obsessed

with too many questions unanswered I think

that I'm stressed, f*** your opinion

I'm not a man that meets your criteria

what's that have to do with life anyway

on the hill and almost over

I'm just too young to meet you there

I want her, share your laughter

with the monsters inside of you

they keep me company once and a while

it creeps upon me to, it creeps upon me

I'd rather die, I'd rather die, I'd rather die