Everybody’s Trying To Say I’m Wrong

Back to the floor that I love

Fleetwood Mac
Gypsy

Everybody’s trying to say I’m wrong
I just wanna be back where I belong

World turning,
I gotta get my feet back on the ground
World turning
Everybody’s got me down

This ground is not the rock I thought it to be

Tool
Flood

I hope that you’ll understand
there’s a reason why
Close your, close your, close your eyes

Fleetwood Mac
Little Lies

I want you to be free
Don’t worry about me

Alien Ant Farm
Movies

Tell me lies
Tell me sweet little lies

Fleetwood Mac
Little Lies

Yeah I fill you full of little lies
You’re still hungry for the truth

And I know we’ve got problems
Let’s just try to solve them

The All-American Rejects
Bleed Into Your Mind