Bright Eyes "Tourist Trap" lyrics

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Tourist Trap

It's not the road we used to know,They tore some buildings down.The traffic's like a pack of dogs.There's fewer trees, windows, fleas,Concrete on the lawn.There's people here, but you are gone.And I'm fine, still swimming through time.Afraid some days I've reached the shore.Make yourself free, a man said that to me.Now my heart is like an open door.

And the road finally gave me backBut I don't think I'll unpackCause I'm not sure if I live here anymore.

It's not my weight that makes me faint.Nor the sugar in my blood.But the way these strangers stand so close.They say my name, like a guessing game."Is that really you?"No, I don't think it ever was.In the spring,When the world's turning green,I only think about the fall,Or the frets on the boardA progression of chords.Oh how I want this to resolve.

And the road finally gave me back,But I don't think I'll unpack.Cause I'm not sure if I live here anymore.Now the road finally gave me back,But I don't think I'll unpack.Cause I'm not sure If I live here,No, I'm not sure if I live here anymore.I'm not sure if I live here anymore

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