The Exit

Home For An Island

The Exit


I LEFT MY HOME FOR AN ISLAND, WHERE REBELS FLY IN ON AIRPLANES, 
I LEFT MY GIRL FOR A GUITAR, NOW, I CAN PLAY ALL NIGHT LONG. 

IT'S A FEELING WE'RE MISSING, 
I'M NOT YOUR HERO, I ONLY KNOW HOW TO SURVIVE. 

WHO YOU'RE WITH, WHO YOU KNOW, AND SOON YOU'LL RUN THE SHOW... 
I'M TAKING UP'S WITH MY DOWNS, I FEEL NEW BEATS, I HEAR NEW SOUNDS... 

IT'S A FEELING WE'RE MISSING, 
AND I'M NOT YOUR HERO, I ONLY KNOW HOW TO SURVIVE. 
IT'S A FEELING WE'RE MISSING, 
(Here we are left with nothing to hope for, here we are left alone.) 
I'M NOT YOUR HERO, I ONLY KNOW HOW TO SURVIVE. 

IT'S A FEELING WE'RE MISSING, TRY AND SCARE YOU, AND YOU LISTEN, 
IT'S A FEELING WE'RE MISSING, TRY AND SCARE YOU, AND YOU LISTEN, 
(Here we are left with nothing to hope for, here we are left alone.) 
IT'S A FEELING WE'RE MISSING, TRY AND SCARE YOU, AND YOU LISTEN, 
(Here we are left with nothing to hope for, here we are left alone.) 

I LEFT MY HOME FOR AN ISLAND WHERE REBELS FLY IN ON AIRPLANES; 
I'M TAKING UPS WITH MY DOWNS, I FEEL NEW BEATS, I HEAR NEW SOUNDS, 
I HEAR NEW SOUNDS, I HEAR NEW SOUNDS, I HEAR NEW SOUNDS...