Surrender - Ball Park Music

It’s okay, it’s alright

It’s true terror in the middle of the night

Give in if it makes you feel better

So surrender

So surrender

I’m a shotgun filled with paint, and I’m too big to operate

And I just throw my limbs around

I grow, grow from the ground

I’ve never been your number one

I’m a helicopter at an endless sun

I’ve got no guns, no sense of pride

I grow, grow from the ground

But lately I’m feeling down

And in my nice dream I could see your blouse

It was bright yellow and it made my day

I grow, grow from the ground