Worn my heart like a road out of town
Two white lines up and down
I fold it up to save the space
I'm looping back it's getting late
It's getting late I hold my own
Guitar walking down my street
Where I'm hoping to get old
The market's looking pretty steep
Push myself away
Push myself away
Push myself away
Or turn myself in
Tender friend I feel my breathless
Yesses fogging up reflections
Skipping easy as a stone
Rounded smooth and swiftly thrown
Put your wings back behind you
Push on up and gather speed
There's nothing up there but altitude
And maybe silence that you need
Push myself away
Push myself away
Push myself away
Or turn myself in
Push myself away
Push myself away
Push myself away
Or turn myself in
Push myself away
Push myself away
Push myself away
Or turn myself in
Matt Sitas - Self Control Lyrics
Matt Sitas - Self Control Lyrics
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Worn my heart like a road out of town
Two white lines up and down
I fold it up to save the space
I'm looping back it's getting late
It's getting late I hold my own
Guitar walking down my street
Where I'm hoping to get old
The market's looking pretty steep
Push myself away
Push myself away
Push myself away
Or turn myself in
Tender friend I feel my breathless
Yesses fogging up reflections
Skipping easy as a stone
Rounded smooth and swiftly thrown
Put your wings back behind you
Push on up and gather speed
There's nothing up there but altitude
And maybe silence that you need
Push myself away
Push myself away
Push myself away
Or turn myself in
Push myself away
Push myself away
Push myself away
Or turn myself in
Push myself away
Push myself away
Push myself away
Or turn myself in
Two white lines up and down
I fold it up to save the space
I'm looping back it's getting late
It's getting late I hold my own
Guitar walking down my street
Where I'm hoping to get old
The market's looking pretty steep
Push myself away
Push myself away
Push myself away
Or turn myself in
Tender friend I feel my breathless
Yesses fogging up reflections
Skipping easy as a stone
Rounded smooth and swiftly thrown
Put your wings back behind you
Push on up and gather speed
There's nothing up there but altitude
And maybe silence that you need
Push myself away
Push myself away
Push myself away
Or turn myself in
Push myself away
Push myself away
Push myself away
Or turn myself in
Push myself away
Push myself away
Push myself away
Or turn myself in
Writer: Matthew Sitas
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid