here's my take -- I got it from listening to both the album track and the live track from the 89.3 Live Current vol. 2:
here's my take -- I got it from listening to both the album track and the live track from the 89.3 Live Current vol. 2:
It was buried under a flask and uh
Caught it peekin' from the bottom of a glass
All this nonsense, innocence, common sense, consequence
Indulgence in bourbon, this herb, and twin city kids, just disturbed
It was buried under a flask and uh
Caught it peekin' from the bottom of a glass
All this nonsense, innocence, common sense, consequence
Indulgence in bourbon, this herb, and twin city kids, just disturbed
I look around to see the same shit from her
She can just sit silent, watchin' life just pass by in a blur
Ain't it funny?
We can sneak into our lives and then stir
Over the perfect things to say
And then just choke on the...
I look around to see the same shit from her
She can just sit silent, watchin' life just pass by in a blur
Ain't it funny?
We can sneak into our lives and then stir
Over the perfect things to say
And then just choke on the words?
Everybody wanna be the next
Everybody wanna be in step
Everybody wanna fuck
Everybody want the consequence of playin' defense
Everybody's got shit luck
Everybody wanna move to they own beat
Everybody wanna make a dent
Every girl is lookin' for the next best thing
Every boy's in love with his girl's best friend
Everybody hates me
Everybody wanna fight
We can't stand to wake up in the sun
But can't sleep in the moonlight
I'm right there wit ya
I'm shakin' in my own skin
I got the closed and the jaded grin
I'm at a bar with a coffee shop
But I don't like drinkin'
And I fuckin' hate coffee shops
I'm off the stop the world
It's been spinning like a tilt-a-whirl
This ain't amusment, I'm a lose it
(Got two cents) It was bullshit, uh
Got two cents
But everybody seems to have the same change but can't break my five up
Two cents, (yeah right) but can't spend nothing if I'm holdin' the cup it's like
If you come down and just breathe, and just breathe in and out
You'll feel a whole lot better, close your eyes, disappear
If you can't see them, then they can't see you
Right, close your eyes
I can never be what I wanna be
Nothin' but a man
Nothin's even inside of me
Nothin I can understand
If I try, and so I try
To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand
I can never be what I wanna be
Nothin' but a man
Nothin's even inside of me
Nothin I can understand
If I try, and so I try
To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand
A voice,
And it's strained to think
It might break
Scratch, Crack, Silence,
Voice,
And It's strained to think
It might break
Scratch, Crack,
Ah!
Live in the city, like any other
We all live alone
The only difference is we don't seem to know it
Frozen and lonesome,
When it's cold
In the summer gotta wait for the loathing
Holding, our posture so low
And we drink so there's not much worth noting
Strolling, so vagrant, so shaken, so grown, so gone, so mistaken
So broke, so, so complacent, so worn out, so worn out, so worn out
So full of doubt, so full of restraint
So full of that self-control, or the lack thereof
That we doubt the soul
If you come down and just breathe, and just breathe in and out
You'll feel a whole lot better, close your eyes, disappear
If you can't see them, then they can't see you
Right, close your eyes
I can never be what I wanna be
Nothin' but a man
Nothin's even inside of me
Nothin I can understand
If I try, and so I try
To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand
these lyrics are wayyyyyyyy off, so cut me a break, i did my best and it took like an hour or two...lemme know guys
here's my take -- I got it from listening to both the album track and the live track from the 89.3 Live Current vol. 2:
here's my take -- I got it from listening to both the album track and the live track from the 89.3 Live Current vol. 2:
It was buried under a flask and uh Caught it peekin' from the bottom of a glass All this nonsense, innocence, common sense, consequence Indulgence in bourbon, this herb, and twin city kids, just disturbed
It was buried under a flask and uh Caught it peekin' from the bottom of a glass All this nonsense, innocence, common sense, consequence Indulgence in bourbon, this herb, and twin city kids, just disturbed
I look around to see the same shit from her She can just sit silent, watchin' life just pass by in a blur Ain't it funny? We can sneak into our lives and then stir Over the perfect things to say And then just choke on the...
I look around to see the same shit from her She can just sit silent, watchin' life just pass by in a blur Ain't it funny? We can sneak into our lives and then stir Over the perfect things to say And then just choke on the words?
Everybody wanna be the next Everybody wanna be in step Everybody wanna fuck Everybody want the consequence of playin' defense Everybody's got shit luck Everybody wanna move to they own beat Everybody wanna make a dent Every girl is lookin' for the next best thing Every boy's in love with his girl's best friend Everybody hates me Everybody wanna fight
We can't stand to wake up in the sun But can't sleep in the moonlight I'm right there wit ya I'm shakin' in my own skin I got the closed and the jaded grin I'm at a bar with a coffee shop But I don't like drinkin' And I fuckin' hate coffee shops I'm off the stop the world It's been spinning like a tilt-a-whirl This ain't amusment, I'm a lose it (Got two cents) It was bullshit, uh Got two cents But everybody seems to have the same change but can't break my five up Two cents, (yeah right) but can't spend nothing if I'm holdin' the cup it's like
If you come down and just breathe, and just breathe in and out You'll feel a whole lot better, close your eyes, disappear If you can't see them, then they can't see you Right, close your eyes
I can never be what I wanna be Nothin' but a man Nothin's even inside of me Nothin I can understand If I try, and so I try To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand
I can never be what I wanna be Nothin' but a man Nothin's even inside of me Nothin I can understand If I try, and so I try To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand
A voice, And it's strained to think It might break Scratch, Crack, Silence, Voice, And It's strained to think It might break Scratch, Crack,
Ah! Live in the city, like any other We all live alone The only difference is we don't seem to know it Frozen and lonesome, When it's cold In the summer gotta wait for the loathing Holding, our posture so low And we drink so there's not much worth noting Strolling, so vagrant, so shaken, so grown, so gone, so mistaken So broke, so, so complacent, so worn out, so worn out, so worn out So full of doubt, so full of restraint So full of that self-control, or the lack thereof That we doubt the soul
If you come down and just breathe, and just breathe in and out You'll feel a whole lot better, close your eyes, disappear If you can't see them, then they can't see you Right, close your eyes
I can never be what I wanna be Nothin' but a man Nothin's even inside of me Nothin I can understand If I try, and so I try To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand