Sanoja: 311. First Straw.

Ooh a whole new way of looking at things
the way you react to phone rings
the way it feels when you just let it flow
sometimes I wonder just how it could be
you take every bit before we see it off the rails
I think that you should know

You never cease to amaze me
you keep me from going crazy
and that's one thing I know for sure
sometimes I see just how it all will be
take every bit it's so easy
the first straw
and this I know for sure

The first straw
so small it seemed impossible
the next straw
vanished like shooting stars that fall
the last straw
there's no reason for getting there at all
yeah

No reason to take it there at all
yeah

The last straw can land in your mix
your best day could be apocalypse
nobody pay attention to the first straw
it seems the last one is all we ever saw
the first straw's a metaphor I pick up myself
it tells me something by showing me something else
I think that you should know

The first straw
so small it seemed impossible
the next straw
vanished like shooting stars that fall
the last straw
there's no reason for getting there at all
yeah

No reason to take it there at all
yeah

Everyone reacts when it gets to the weight of breaking their back
I won't let that be us cause the long side never gave back
yeah

The first straw
so small it seemed impossible
the next straw
vanished like shooting stars that fall
the last straw
there's no reason for getting there at all
yeah
the first straw
so small it seemed impossible
the next straw
vanished like shooting stars that fall
the last straw
there's no reason for getting there at all
yeah