Tiny Cities - Flume, Beck, Prins Thomas

Can I, should I find my way home?

Now did I think I better go home?

All I said I needed was gone

But I thought I heard it all wrong

Now can it ever be a safe place?

When they never seem to forget

So admit it.

More than you said

Grill it down inside of your head

Oh, she is following me in my head when I am all alone

Thinking of her every time I want to try to let her go

But it’s never easy when you think you have it in control

Somehow you get caught up in the moment and you never know

All these tiny cities that you’re holding in your little hand

In the wind like diamond lights, they’ll blow away in desert sand

It was never perfect, it was never meant to last

It was never perfect, it was never meant to last

It was never perfect, it was never meant to last

It was never perfect, it was never meant to last

It was never perfect, it was never meant to last

It was never perfect, it was never meant to last

It was never perfect, it was never meant to last

It was never perfect, it was never meant to last

It was never perfect, it was never meant to last

It was never perfect, it was never meant to last

Why can’t I fall down into the ground

Gotta get it back, back

Why can’t I fall down into the ground

Gotta get it back, back

Can I ever get ahead of what I want and what I need?

And what’d I have to do to get away from what is killing me?

How can I convince myself to not believe in what I know?

When all I see is dominoes falling uphill as we go