A couple months I'll be back at school
Cut the ribbon on the second time through
Fire rounds into the autumn dew
Try not to live for you
We pick flowers on the side of the road
Bonnet blue and copper gold
Keep the things on the dash in a vase
Beauty lost for those traveling our way
I feel like I'm split down the middle
Straight as the highway median
And if I ever get back to the city
You can just kill me then
We drove up to Cape Disappointment
You joke that's where you're from
We both know that ain't true
Not just cause you were born in Oregon
We are driving past the sticks in the churchyard
Wish I had something to hide
Cause your savior walks on water
Mine braces is the tide
I feel like I'm split down the middle
Straight as the highway median
And if I ever get back to the city
You can just kill me then
Adieu Adieu, fair Annie is gone
Across the great expanse
Fifty miles down 101
Never to be seen again
While we wait for inspiration to strike
And it does on some weak and dreary nights
I can't pick up my pen one more time Lest I die
I feel like I'm split down the middle
Straight as the highway median
And if I ever get back to the city
You can just kill me then
And if I ever get back to the city
You can just kill me then
The Belltower - Back To The City Lyrics
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A couple months I'll be back at school
Cut the ribbon on the second time through
Fire rounds into the autumn dew
Try not to live for you
We pick flowers on the side of the road
Bonnet blue and copper gold
Keep the things on the dash in a vase
Beauty lost for those traveling our way
I feel like I'm split down the middle
Straight as the highway median
And if I ever get back to the city
You can just kill me then
We drove up to Cape Disappointment
You joke that's where you're from
We both know that ain't true
Not just cause you were born in Oregon
We are driving past the sticks in the churchyard
Wish I had something to hide
Cause your savior walks on water
Mine braces is the tide
I feel like I'm split down the middle
Straight as the highway median
And if I ever get back to the city
You can just kill me then
Adieu Adieu, fair Annie is gone
Across the great expanse
Fifty miles down 101
Never to be seen again
While we wait for inspiration to strike
And it does on some weak and dreary nights
I can't pick up my pen one more time Lest I die
I feel like I'm split down the middle
Straight as the highway median
And if I ever get back to the city
You can just kill me then
And if I ever get back to the city
You can just kill me then
Cut the ribbon on the second time through
Fire rounds into the autumn dew
Try not to live for you
We pick flowers on the side of the road
Bonnet blue and copper gold
Keep the things on the dash in a vase
Beauty lost for those traveling our way
I feel like I'm split down the middle
Straight as the highway median
And if I ever get back to the city
You can just kill me then
We drove up to Cape Disappointment
You joke that's where you're from
We both know that ain't true
Not just cause you were born in Oregon
We are driving past the sticks in the churchyard
Wish I had something to hide
Cause your savior walks on water
Mine braces is the tide
I feel like I'm split down the middle
Straight as the highway median
And if I ever get back to the city
You can just kill me then
Adieu Adieu, fair Annie is gone
Across the great expanse
Fifty miles down 101
Never to be seen again
While we wait for inspiration to strike
And it does on some weak and dreary nights
I can't pick up my pen one more time Lest I die
I feel like I'm split down the middle
Straight as the highway median
And if I ever get back to the city
You can just kill me then
And if I ever get back to the city
You can just kill me then
Writer: Micah Primack
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