Mumbai Lyrics

Dammit i hate to be the type
That seeks to be amused
Dammit i hate to be the type
Dammit i hate to be the type
Thats in it real quick before Im done
Dammit i hate to be the type

Cause oh oh oh
When the world stays spinning
I feel tied
And oh oh oh
Wheres the Exotic living like in Mumbai
And oh oh oh
When the world stays spinning
i feel tied
Then oh oh oh
Theres a high beam in a low side

How would i go
I dont even know
If i found myself a limerance of my own

Down the yellow road
Rushed in syllables
If i found myself a limerance of my own
Dammit I hate to be the type
That sticks to black like parasite
Dammit i hate to be the type

Cause oh oh oh
When the world stays spinning
I feel tied
And oh oh oh
Wheres the Exotic living like in Mumbai
And oh oh oh
When the world stays spinning
i feel tied
Then oh oh oh
Theres a high beam in a low side
How would i go
I dont even know
If i found myself a limerance of my own

Down the yellow road
Rushing syllybles
If i found myself a limerance of my own

Still sitting by the fire waiting just a bit In the month of june
Sitting by the fire
Sitting by the fire x2

How would i go
I dont even know
If i found myself a limerance of my own

Down the yellow road
Rushing syllybles
If i found myself a limerance of my own