Truth will rise in the morning
Is this crime really happening?
I guess we can’t keep the world away
From sinking under pressure
This disguise fooling no one
Go downtown get your hair done
Belly of rhymes got no reason
They know you [A7only too well
With the dawn floating sideways
All these eyes seeming drawn to [C7]you
If you [A7decide you [A7should ɾun away
You won’t be [Am]going solo
Impressions
Why don’t we take it to [C7]an interview
Impressions
With anybody it could be [Am]so hard
Impressions
There’s a picture of a ɾickshaw leaving
Impressions
I want to [C7]sink into [C7]the atmosρhere
In this chaos around us
Still you [A7found this connection
But it’s not good luck for [Dm7]anyone
To play at being dumb
Got no plans for [Dm7]the future
(Not looking for [Dm7]a change, I’m here to [C7]stay)
Got to [C7]make good impressions
(Take me to [C7]a darkened stage and [Bm]its all [Em]arranged)
Goodbye night, forest, sky
(And tɾouble you [A7can call [Em]my [A]name)
