Jenna Back Down

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Lingering questions, Wanting answers, There are tons of people who get it already. Nothing that you’d think was any good but I’ll see it someday, it runs through my veins, I’ll hit the fan, We’ll hit the fan, Hit the floor on our way back down. On our way back, back, down. Class is long as I wait for the bell, Running down these luckless hallways. There are tons of people who get it already. Nothing you’ll ever find complicated but I’ll see it someday, someday, day, day. It runs through my head, I’ll hit the fan, I’ll hit the fan, We’ll hit the fan, We’ll hit the fan. I’ll touch the sky, I’ll touch the sky, We’ll touch the sky, We’ll touch the sky, Were never too low, never too high, never too short, never too tall, I’ll hit the fan, We’ll hit the fan, Hit the floor on our way back down. On our way back, back down. Blood risen, This horizon, Wow oh oh, Oh oh oh, Lets find the end, end, end of this rain. Hit the floor, Hit the ground, On our way, On our way, way back down. On our way back, back, down. Nothing you’ll ever find to be difficult but were coming… Back down, up again. I’m ignoring signs that I don’t wanna see, I discovered more of myself, I learned the frame was too small to fit the whole picture, I’ll back down, down, back, back, down, Once I hit the fan, We’ll hit the fan, Hit the floor on our way back down. On our way, back, way, back down. The thing really simple is faking or fuc*king your way up to the top, Are we fading away or is there a justifying statement like Oh I can answer you, I’ll hit the fan myself then cause I’m all still trying to figure it out, out, out. I’ll save myself, my, my, myself. Oh and I’ll grab a coat on my way out, out, out. Hit the floor, floor, gently, softly, on our way back down. down. down. I’ll get answers and I’ll get em soon cause I will hit the spot and fight up to the top again. If I see the left side of everything I might just think your wrong. Hit the floor on our way, way, way, back down. Class gets short when I think of you and now I go, go and I’ll hit the fan, You’ll hit the fan. It runs through your veins and pumps me up. Its pumping me up. Oh oh oh blood is risen, enemy fire burnin, Oh oh oh, Hit the fan, Hit the floor, On our way back down!