Umphrey's McGee > Songs > The Floor > Lyrics

    I won't waste mine
    They can't make me all right
    I'm hollow, like a bent line
    (So) keep me posted outside
    My old frame of mind
    It can't get me there on time
    If waiting is a crime
    Surely we'll be fine
    What the hell you in me for?
    Lead you on and spill us on the floor
    It's up to you tonight
    Everyone and everything needs more

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