Outsiders

Bryde

Compositor: Sarah Howells

It's like we’re waiting for the roof to blow
I'm a little bit high, I'm a little bit low
You know
And all the outsiders have been sent home
There's no refugee in the afterglow

I can feel it under my feet
It's the misplaced weight on the words we speak
And it's the earth breaking
It's the earth breaking

And I want something more
Than whatever it is you came here for
You say that no one knows just what they want
But I do, I do
I want you

I need to get this anchor off my chest
Get a little exposed, a little out of my depth
You know
'Cause when they say these things are for the best
I think not you leaving, not you left alone

'Cause I can feel it under my feet
It's the misplaced weight on the words we sing
And it's the earth breaking
It's the earth quaking

And I want something more
Than whatever it is you came here for
You say that no one knows just what they want
But I do, I do

And if you cave in with that look on your face
And be the one thing I think I can rely on
'Cause we spent too many hours awake
Trying to make something that at least we can rely on

I can feel it under my feet
It's the misplaced weight on the words we speak
And it's the earth breaking
It's the earth quaking

And I want something more
Than whatever it is you came here for
You say that no one knows just what they want
But I do, I do

And I want something more
Than whatever it is you came here for
You say that no one knows just what they want
But I do, I do
I want you