Lyrics
You wear your hair down, your face is made up
You present yourself with styled hair and makeup.
You know this town so well, you talk a lot, it's okay
You are familiar with the town and talk frequently, which is accepted.
Pretend that you look the same, a crown of a different edge
Pretending that you appear unchanged, but with a distinct quality or status.
You wonder where it went
Reflecting on a past state or time, wondering where it has gone.
Feels so far from home, try to fill a hole
Feeling distant from your origin, attempting to fill an emotional void.
Sunset in the rearview, losing your control
Watching the sunset in the rearview mirror, experiencing a loss of control.
No matter what she took, it feels so far from home
Despite whatever actions were taken, the feeling of being far from home persists.
Sunset in the rearview losing your control
Repeating the image of a sunset in the rearview, emphasizing the loss of control.
Losing your control
Emphasizing the theme of losing control.
That quarter moonlight, rev up the engine
Under the light of a quarter moon, starting the engine.
The rusty neon glow, complain a lot, it's okay
Observing a worn-out neon glow in the city and expressing complaints.
The city's just ain't the same, shadow of a brighter day
Stating that the city is not the same, shadowed by a brighter past.
You wonder where it went, though
Reflecting on the disappearance of something valuable.
Feels so far from home, try to fill a hole
Reiterating the feeling of being far from home and trying to fill an emotional void.
Sunset in the rearview, losing your control
Repeating the image of a sunset in the rearview, indicating loss of control.
No matter what she took, it feels so far from home
Despite actions taken, the sense of being far from home persists.
Sunset in the rearview losing your control
Repeating the sunset in the rearview, underscoring the theme of losing control.
Losing your control, losing your control
Emphasizing the continued theme of losing control.
Man you keep calling, time starts scrolling by
Someone persistently calling, and time passing.
Knows how the hedges behind you
Awareness of the passing of time and the environment behind.
You keep running, time starts scrolling by
Continuing to run, with time elapsing.
The fact is there's no one behind you
Realization that there is no one behind, possibly in support.
Feels so far from home, try to fill a hole
Reiteration of feeling far from home and attempting to fill a void.
Sunset in the rearview, losing your control
Repeating the imagery of a sunset in the rearview, symbolizing loss of control.
No matter what she took, it feels so far from home
Despite actions taken, the persistent feeling of being far from home.
Sunset in the rearview losing your control
Repeating the sunset in the rearview, emphasizing the theme of losing control.
Losing your control, losing your control, losing your control, you're losing your control
Emphasizing and repeating the theme of losing control.
Losing your control, losing your control, losing your control
Continued emphasis on the theme of losing control, possibly intensifying the emotion.
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