Lyrics Holiday in Suburbia (Where's the Fun) - Umläut

Holiday in Suburbia (Where's the Fun)

I run out of things to say
It won’t stop me though in any way
I don’t rush in head over heels
I tread water until time reveals
Oh oh.
And it shortens your breath
Filling out the void between your birth and death
And I cannot hit the booze
It hits me back quite hard — I tend to loose
So I just try to go by ear
Hide under covers until time is near
Oh oh, And it shortens your breath
Filling out the void between your birth and death
Uh, Just too much time here in suburbia
Switching between despair and megalomania
It’s to late for me to run
Carefull what you wish for son
Where’s the fun?
Run fast, hurry up and wait
Work hard maybe you’ll get paid
I would like to shine, not just stand in line
For some sort of sign, that this life I’ve got is mine!
But it’s racing this heart
Keep calm and keep smiling as I fall apart!
Uh, Just to much time here in suburbia
Switching between despair and megalomania
It’s to late for me to run
Carefull what you wish for son
Where’s the fun?