Far In the Aisle, Yelling Lyrics
Messed up me
Should I feel different? Was I
Crying to get my face wet
To discern what I did from what I thought
It's hard to discern what I gave from what I got
It's part of me.
Low lit theater
I'm on the screen projected
I'm in the aisle yelling fire.
Written by: Chris Robyn, John Gutenberger, Jonah Matranga, Shaun Lopez
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group