Classic love story true to his western tx roots. One of my favorites as a story, but I think there are alot of songs that are amazing not even listed on this site. I guess I should figure out how to add them, because I have about 8 REK cd's.
With my feet on the grass
And my heart beating just a little too fast
I met your other self
When we were so mixed up
So that's two of you I have to cut
With my hands now untied
I’ve got a million more new words to write
But I met my other self
In the lines of a song
He is raw and wild
But he's awfully strong
And he kicked me off my chair
And he tied feathers in my hair
With my legs stretching out
And my body pressing against the couch
I lift myself up again with the palms of my hands
'Cause its morning now and I’m free to dance
And he kicked me off my chair
And he tied feathers in my hair
And I lift myself from the couch
And I light my words
And I spit 'em out
Listen to me: there's no epic feeling
Don’t you think it's best if we just leave it to rest?
Like why am I rapping
Like do we have no ideas left?
Like look at his chest
Look at his fucking Weatherbox vest
With his hands flying a "W" like Weezer's up next
Yeah but you were like being chased all over and inside of you place
By demons with masks on and your mind erased
I tried to save the color the face
The color of your face
But you still tried to replace me with a different bass player
You thought I was layered: white with black underneath
Coming for you in your sleep
A million years in the future
Cops in your computer
So here you are again, man number two, got the same hands
Just a snap back from that trap, don't give me any of that, it is that bad, it is that bad
No, it's not that bad
No, it’s not that bad
No, it’s not, no it's not that bad
No, it’s not, no it's not that bad
And he kicked me off my chair
And he tied feathers in my hair
With my head in the clouds
And my body always laying against the ground
I lift my self up again with the palms of my hands
Cause its morning now and I’m free to dance
And my heart beating just a little too fast
I met your other self
When we were so mixed up
So that's two of you I have to cut
With my hands now untied
I’ve got a million more new words to write
But I met my other self
In the lines of a song
He is raw and wild
But he's awfully strong
And he kicked me off my chair
And he tied feathers in my hair
With my legs stretching out
And my body pressing against the couch
I lift myself up again with the palms of my hands
'Cause its morning now and I’m free to dance
And he kicked me off my chair
And he tied feathers in my hair
And I lift myself from the couch
And I light my words
And I spit 'em out
Listen to me: there's no epic feeling
Don’t you think it's best if we just leave it to rest?
Like why am I rapping
Like do we have no ideas left?
Like look at his chest
Look at his fucking Weatherbox vest
With his hands flying a "W" like Weezer's up next
Yeah but you were like being chased all over and inside of you place
By demons with masks on and your mind erased
I tried to save the color the face
The color of your face
But you still tried to replace me with a different bass player
You thought I was layered: white with black underneath
Coming for you in your sleep
A million years in the future
Cops in your computer
So here you are again, man number two, got the same hands
Just a snap back from that trap, don't give me any of that, it is that bad, it is that bad
No, it's not that bad
No, it’s not that bad
No, it’s not, no it's not that bad
No, it’s not, no it's not that bad
And he kicked me off my chair
And he tied feathers in my hair
With my head in the clouds
And my body always laying against the ground
I lift my self up again with the palms of my hands
Cause its morning now and I’m free to dance
Lyrics submitted by vossler
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