In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
Yeah x 12
I pick a lot of locks/ rock a lot of shows/
Build with the moms/ hang with a broken crow/
Been hurting the same heart/ since I was like 2/
Use sarcasm freely/ bark at the greedy/ bite what feeds/
Shy from the seedy/ Im bold in approach/ so rely on the/
Hope that average/ MCs cant fuck with or sound like me/
Ive never down with The King/ its never something I wanted to be/
Never better than the work/ the toil and reap/
But the work for the wants/ not to suffer for the needs/
Nothings tougher than the/ dreams/ and good sleep/
Teaching my son how to reach/ damn right/
Cause it get a little darker every night/
And the rent goes up and they cutting out the/
Dead ends to chase/ feelings to fake/ new hearts to break/ amends to make/
They all so/ afraid and safe/ in need of space/ but hugging that crowd/
Only shake with the quake/ an a times like this are up/
We break their stride cause we break our mirrors/
They hugging that pride like its all there is/
We make our own and if they dont feel it/
Then we are not for them (and thats cool)
I made this beat for Alegra Oxborough/
She showed me how to do the thing with the cups/
I wrote the verse/ on a triple-double-Tuesday/
Writing in the van/ in the back lot/
I never made it in/ never really can tell the friends these days/
Telephone dont sleep some days/
Someday Ima be peaceful again/ til then keep speak to a min/
Shed a little skin/ Ima beat it all and win/
Ima set it off and run/ Ima kill it til its dead/
Ima do it til it/ aint fun and the words dont come/
Then Im gonna find another hobby/
Probably find love/ probably find trust/
81 young with a little bit of rust/
Clean interior/ Minnesota plates/
Money in the bank/ with a lot of you to thank/
Relate to the/
Dead ends to chase/ feelings to fake/ new hearts to break/ amends to make/
They all so/ afraid and safe/ in need of space/ but hugging that crowd/
Only shake with the quake/ an a times like this are up/
(up for whatever, how are you?)
We break their stride cause we break our mirrors/
They hugging that pride like its all there is/
We make our own and if they dont feel it/
Then we are not for them (we cut our own)
Dead ends to chase/ feelings to fake/ new hearts to break/ amends to make/
They all so/ afraid and safe/ in need of space/ but hugging that crowd/
Only shake with the quake/ an a times like this are up/
x2
I pick a lot of locks/ rock a lot of shows/
Build with the moms/ hang with a broken crow/
Been hurting the same heart/ since I was like 2/
Use sarcasm freely/ bark at the greedy/ bite what feeds/
Shy from the seedy/ Im bold in approach/ so rely on the/
Hope that average/ MCs cant fuck with or sound like me/
Ive never down with The King/ its never something I wanted to be/
Never better than the work/ the toil and reap/
But the work for the wants/ not to suffer for the needs/
Nothings tougher than the/ dreams/ and good sleep/
Teaching my son how to reach/ damn right/
Cause it get a little darker every night/
And the rent goes up and they cutting out the/
Dead ends to chase/ feelings to fake/ new hearts to break/ amends to make/
They all so/ afraid and safe/ in need of space/ but hugging that crowd/
Only shake with the quake/ an a times like this are up/
We break their stride cause we break our mirrors/
They hugging that pride like its all there is/
We make our own and if they dont feel it/
Then we are not for them (and thats cool)
I made this beat for Alegra Oxborough/
She showed me how to do the thing with the cups/
I wrote the verse/ on a triple-double-Tuesday/
Writing in the van/ in the back lot/
I never made it in/ never really can tell the friends these days/
Telephone dont sleep some days/
Someday Ima be peaceful again/ til then keep speak to a min/
Shed a little skin/ Ima beat it all and win/
Ima set it off and run/ Ima kill it til its dead/
Ima do it til it/ aint fun and the words dont come/
Then Im gonna find another hobby/
Probably find love/ probably find trust/
81 young with a little bit of rust/
Clean interior/ Minnesota plates/
Money in the bank/ with a lot of you to thank/
Relate to the/
Dead ends to chase/ feelings to fake/ new hearts to break/ amends to make/
They all so/ afraid and safe/ in need of space/ but hugging that crowd/
Only shake with the quake/ an a times like this are up/
(up for whatever, how are you?)
We break their stride cause we break our mirrors/
They hugging that pride like its all there is/
We make our own and if they dont feel it/
Then we are not for them (we cut our own)
Dead ends to chase/ feelings to fake/ new hearts to break/ amends to make/
They all so/ afraid and safe/ in need of space/ but hugging that crowd/
Only shake with the quake/ an a times like this are up/
x2
Lyrics submitted by liesnevermiss
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