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Text: The Academy Is.... Santi. Unexpected Places.

Don't try and tell me you've been looking at me
'Cause I've been looking at you and I can read what you're thinking
Don't cut no corners when you're talking to me
Like I don't know how it is but I can see it

You've got no answers but you got your concerns
About the people we see and all the secrets we're keeping
I think about what you're expecting of me
Like you don't know how it is but I can see all of it

How we always have to wait
By the choice we had to make
You sold yourself so short
Is this the way to carry on?
In the most unexpected places

Don't try to tell me you've been thinking of us
'Cause I don't ever believe and you're shit out of luck, yeah
Don't cut no corners when you're talking to me
Like I don't know how it is but I can see all of it

How we always have to wait
By the choice we had to make
You sold yourself so short
Is this the way to carry on?
In the most unexpected places
I see

We always have been caged
By the choices that we make
You sold yourself so short
Is this the way to carry on?
In the most unexpected places

I see changes
In the most unexpected faces
I see changes
Change, change away

We always have to wait
By the choices that we made
You sold yourself so short
Is the way to carry on?
In the most unexpected places

I see changes
We always have been caged
By the choices that we made
We sold ourselves so short
Is the way to carry on?

Is the way to carry on?
Is the way to carry on?
Is the way to carry on?
Is the way to carry on?
Is the way to carry on?