Idk what I’m calling this one yet sorry
Lyrics:
In 98 days I’ve invented an ocean of new ways to waste a blue sky
Dried corners of the mouth, my tongue sits inside out
I can’t make friends with time
Lord bless this house, three hounds running about
Soak up the sun in the pine
People weave in, and man, people weave out figuring out what is mine
You in your finery (x2)
In 99 nights I’ve taken shape into life, I sail the descending sun
Waving goodbye with my head held up high, I walk the plank for no one
I’m every woman, I’ve been every man, born with a need to better understand
Which way is up, and man, which way is down, when my gut is telling me “now”, “now”
You love your finery (x2)
In 22 years I’ve drunk too many beers to remember how and when
The tides turned too high for my pier to survive, I have no foundation
Lacking direction, a half-assed profession, under inspection, my brain’s sick with infection
All too sincere, and man, all without fear
living to die and be born again
You love your misery (x2)
In the tower of my days, contemplative of my ways, unsure of how this will end
Taking in stride each dead end that I’ve tried, I just want a friend
I don’t know why man, but I’ve gotta try, I don’t know where to belong, long
I don’t know why man, but I’ve gotta try, guess I’ll sing some more, bad songs
We love our misery (x2)
Негізгі бет a song i wrote
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