All Worn Out

Hold me down
I'm not the one to stay around
I'm lost again
It's getting kinda turbulent
Pull the roses out
The stems look sad and wilted now

You need a friend
In the heat of it
The heat of it
In the heat of it
In the heat of it
You need a friend
But I'll be gone
Away

I'm weightless now
My feet can barely touch the ground
I'm lost in space
I've never felt so far away
Well, am I up or down?
I seem to keep on spinning round

You need a friend
In the heat of it
The heat of it
In the heat of it
In the heat of it
You need a friend
But I'll be gone
Away

In the heat of it
The heat of it
In the heat of it
You need a friend
But I'll be gone



Credits
Writer(s): Baden Jack Donegal, Nicholas Paul Blom, Lachlan George Galbraith, Thomas Patrick O'brien, Mitchell Kenneth Galbraith, Angus Owen Goodwin
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