Story Behind the Song
Saw alot of couches on the curb one day, it was raining, and felt there needed to be a song for all the couches. Wrote this song from the "eyes of a couch". Wait til you see the video!
Lyrics
I've been left outside again, and I've got cigarette burns on me, and i feel lonely and out of place. Maybe in the morning someone will take me away, take me away, take me away, cuz now I'm free.
(Chorus)
I don't wanna be here, I don't wanna be here anyway. I don't wanna be here, I don't wanna be here anyway!
It's raining down, down on me, and I'm still waiting for someone to rescue me. Maybe it's my color that turns them away, or maybe I'm too heavy to be carried away. Take me away. Take me away, cuz now I'm free.
(chorus)
Well it's getting dark, and I'm still here, broken down and worn out from all the years. People stop and they look, but then they just drive away. Well I'm just a couch! I'm just a couch that wants to be taken, to be taken, to be taken, taken away. Take me away. Take me away, cuz now I'm free.
(chorus)
I don't wanna be here...I don't wanna be here anyway.
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