Hey, there's something in the way Oh, it's just me and my brain Look, there's an elephant in the room I know, I'll make a piano and play a little tune And I'll write the perfect song for the perfect day Might take a little time before my song gets played
Just get out the way, get out Get out the way, get out Get out the way, get out the way, get out the way Just get out the way, get out Get out the way, get out Get out the way, get out the way, get out the way
There's spit on my face The hot breath of the human race And I know, I know, I'm supposed to integrate But hows about instead I inch away?
Just get out the way, get out Get out the way, get out the way, get out the way Just get out the way, get out Get out the way, get out Get out the way, get out the way, get out the way
I'm not anti-social I'm just tired of the people And I'm fine with rolling solo So get out
Just get out the way, get out Get out the way, get out the way, get out the way Just get out the way, get out Get out the way, get out Get out the way, get out the way, get out the way
Compositor: Ryan Lee Guldemond (Ryan Guldemond) ECAD: Obra #12179538