Like An Aching Lung - The Panics

If you want, I got some

Makes it like you ain’t been stung

You can move a head that’s hung

But you can not escape from one

You hide like an aching lung

You hide like an aching lung

I’ve seen you fade like some memory game

In a dark arcade where you threw your change

If you want, leave and run

Like it never begun

You cannot belong to one

And I can only try my luck

But you hide like an aching lung

You hide like an aching lung

I’ve seen your face like some dim lit plane

But you make me shake like some country train

They made you feel ordinary

If I held you under my arm

Could it do you harm

They made you feel ordinary

If I held you under my arm

Could it do you harm