Fisher - Miseryland lyrics

From the album: true north, released 11.14.2000 Interscope records/farmclub.com I learned to fly So you You ran to find the gun To shoot me down Before I got too high 'cause you could not stand To stand alone in the long line For your wild ride - it requires Two lost souls per seat At least five foot five Chorus: --and i don't wanna' go For a ride Down to miseryland Trapped with you By my side Down in miseryland Up in the air you wave Two tickets for my Utter amusement You possess An express pa** to unhappiness That makes you feel alive? And i don't have a place any more Down in miseryland Trapped with you forever more Is not what i have planned So take a seat By yourself And wait to fall a hundred stories Better hold on tight Hands in--side the ride And don't for get to breathe -and i don't wanna' go For a ride Down to miseryland Trapped with you By my side Down in misery Have a place any more Down in misery Down in miseryland I learned to fly But you are still shooting the sky Still shooting