Ryan Miller
Ryan Miller
Guster
Ryan Miller
Summer Fiction
Ryan Miller
Ryan Miller
Ryan Miller
Ryan Miller
Ryan Miller
Ryan Miller
Ryan Miller
Ryan Miller
[Verse 1]
Stand straight fall back in line
Comb your hair get to work on time
Everyone in the big machine
Tries to break your heart and pull you underneath
[Pre-Chorus]
Maybe I’m wrong and all that you get is what you see
But maybe I’m right and there’s something out there to believe
[Chorus]
Everybody’s talking in their sleep
They push a lot of air around but don’t say much of anything
Except when they're laughin' like some ghosts under a sheet
Everybody’s talking in their sleep
[Verse 2]
Watch out get back in line
They trip you up it happens every time
Weighed down it's just a big machine
That could break apart like anything
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
[Outro] x7
Na na na hey na na na hey