Little Island
Little Island that's a few miles wide, where everybody lives until they
Die.
Sugar sweet and a bright blue sky, all is fine until theyâ?
Hate to complain, but I have to say.
Hate to complain but I just got to say.
What do you want me to do? Same place a different view.
Itâs coming for you, from the dark I see it too.
What do you want me to do? Same place a different view.
Itâs coming for you, from the dark I see it too.
Got lost, donât know how, then there was a city I found.
Took a little look around, nothing to here such a beautiful sound.
People walked past with their star-filled eyes, starred at me. No surprise.
As I drift and wonder by, I sometimes wonder why.
What do you want me to do? Same place a different view.
Itâs coming for you, from the dark I see it too.
What do you want me to do? Same place a different view.
Itâs coming for you, from the dark I see it too.
Whatâs become of you?
Whatâs become of you?
Whatâs become of you?
Whatâs become of you?
Whatâs become of you?
Whatâs become of you?
Whatâs become of you?
Whatâs become of you?
I just donât know and I guess I donât want toâ?
Just donât know and I guess I donât want toâ?
I just donât know, and I guess I donât want to.