Tectonic

Crawling in my skin The feeling's creeping in I've got to get away I've got to get away And everybody's out to get me I wish they would forget me Sometimes I just can't make a sound Before it all comes crashing down And at the end of the world You can let down your curls Think of your favourite song I'm going underground Beneath the world is where I'm bound Tectonic plates and molten core Forever more I try to find the words But have mine all been heard I've got to get away I've got to get away They say "what have you got to show me" But can they really know me I know I've got to make a sound Before it all comes crashing down And at the end of the world You can let down your curls Think of your favourite song And we'll be gone Singing along