Do you have a place to hide
When the world makes you feel sick inside
And the pressure to comply weighs you down?
A place where no one sees you cry
A place so far from the big blue sky
You can laugh away the stress like a circus clown
Nobody told you where to find me
Nobody told you where to find me
Under the river
You didn’t get the life you want
And everybody’s on the hunt
To cut you into many tiny pieces
The spectacle has just begun
And everybody’s on the run
Before the global temperature increases
Nobody told you where the ends meet
Nobody told you where the ends meet
Under the river
Nobody told you where to find me
Nobody told you where to find me
Under the river
Dan Spizuco: vocals, organ, electric guitar, acoustic guitar, drums, tambourine, maracas
Angela Branchek: bass
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