More songs by Quinn Oulton
Description
Main Artist: Quinn Oulton
Lyricist: Quinn Oulton
Composer: Quinn Oulton
Composer Lyricist: Eight9FLY
Lyrics and translation
Original
When I was five I swore I'd never leave.
My parents' home means the world to me.
Had everything I'd ever need.
Moving out further south and the rent is cheap.
And I still got my friends and family.
In this city sold on dreams and opportunity.
I look around and it weighs me down. Feels like we've been dancing to the same old tune.
Got me thinking 'bout checking out the b-side too.
This bed of mine is comfortable. It holds my weight, it knows my shape.
The child in me fears every change.
The man in me says, "Break the chains. "
I'm getting tired of kicking my feet.
This town is feeling kinda lonely.
I wanna find some place where my baseline lies at a more tough height.
I'm getting tired of kicking my feet.
This town is feeling kinda lonely.
I wanna find some place where my baseline lies at a more tough height.
I'm getting tired.
I'm getting tired.
I'm getting tired.
Last night I had that same dream again.
Running from everyone I've ever met.
Some kinda camp or school trip I guess.
Found a cabin in the woods, laid my head to rest.
Woke up, head teacher grabbed me by the wrist.
Called my bluff, said, "If you leave here, boy, you won't be missed. "
I stood up tall and faced my nemesis.
And I said, "Cool, I never wanted any more than this. " This place has carved me head to toe.
It's in my blood, it's all I know.
The screeching sirens down below. They're warning me it's time to go.
I'm getting tired of kicking my feet. This town is feeling kinda lonely.
I wanna find some place where my baseline lies at a more tough height. Yeah.
I'm getting tired of kicking my feet. This town is feeling kinda lonely.
I wanna find some place where my baseline lies at a more tough height.
I'm getting tired.
I'm getting tired.
I'm getting tired. I'm getting tired. I'm getting tired.
English translation
When I was five I swore I'd never leave.
My parents' home means the world to me.
Had everything I'd ever need.
Moving out further south and the rent is cheap.
And I still got my friends and family.
In this city sold on dreams and opportunity.
I look around and it weighs me down. Feels like we've been dancing to the same old tune.
Got me thinking 'bout checking out the b-side too.
This bed of mine is comfortable. It holds my weight, it knows my shape.
The child in me fears every change.
The man in me says, "Break the chains. "
I'm getting tired of kicking my feet.
This town is feeling kinda lonely.
I wanna find some place where my baseline lies at a more tough height.
I'm getting tired of kicking my feet.
This town is feeling kinda lonely.
I wanna find some place where my baseline lies at a more tough height.
I'm getting tired.
I'm getting tired.
I'm getting tired.
Last night I had that same dream again.
Running from everyone I've ever met.
Some kinda camp or school trip I guess.
Found a cabin in the woods, laid my head to rest.
Woke up, head teacher grabbed me by the wrist.
Called my bluff, said, "If you leave here, boy, you won't be missed. "
I stood up tall and faced my nemesis.
And I said, "Cool, I never wanted any more than this. " This place has carved me head to toe.
It's in my blood, it's all I know.
The screeching sirens down below. They're warning me it's time to go.
I'm getting tired of kicking my feet. This town is feeling kinda lonely.
I wanna find some place where my baseline lies at a more tough height. Yeah.
I'm getting tired of kicking my feet. This town is feeling kinda lonely.
I wanna find some place where my baseline lies at a more tough height.
I'm getting tired.
I'm getting tired.
I'm getting tired. I'm getting tired. I'm getting tired.