Album: other songs

Miss Y

I feel like a substitute stittin' on the sideline,
Clicking every single finger waiting for the right time,
I feel like a substitute sitting pretty in my prime,
I'm about to play the game 'cause I'm running out of time

[CHORUS:]
Drop your knees to the floor,
Hands to the sky,
Give a round of applause for the great Miss Y
I walked all night long in the dark just to be standing here

Only to feel like nobody and Miss Y am I here?
I walked all night long in the dark just to be standing here
Only to feel like nobody and Miss Y am I here?
and the lights, they, get stronger the longer that you have to wait,
for the honor, the honor, to be grey.

Woah-oh-oh, oh-oh,
Woah-oh-oh, oh-oh,
Oh-oh oh, oh.

I feel like I'm stuck inside a race, feel like I'm catching up,
Oh, Marina what a shame you didn't make the upper cut!
Feel like I'm stuck inside a race, feel like I'm catching? up,
Oh Marina, we're so sorry, but you didn't make the cut.

[CHORUS:]
Drop your knees to the floor,
Hands to the sky,
Give a round of applause for the great Miss Y

I walked all night long in the dark just to be standing here
Only to feel like nobody and Miss Y am I here?
I walked all night long in the dark just to be standing here
Only to feel like nobody and Miss Y am I here?
and the lights, they, get stronger the longer that you have to wait,
for the honor, the honor, to be grey.

Woah-oh-oh, oh-oh,
Woah-oh-oh, oh-oh,
Oh-oh oh, oh...