a shame But if you could hide beside me maybe for a while And I won't tell no one your name And I won't tell 'em your name Scars are souvenirs you never
I don't remember it doesn't ring a bell And when you call me everything is swell I tend to forget about the times we had And now it doesn't matter '
Nothin's different now but nothin' seems the same and it's alright Your optimistic views, your hundred dollar running shoes and Carpel tunnel syndrome we all had a
round the block till six a.m. The thermometer's at minus five degrees And I'm wondering where all that hard earned money goes To her head or towards a
Mamma's in a shop Watching little sister by myself Robbed a wishing pond In a fleeting bond Bound to share the wealth Scooping up the coins A warning
that's all I need So take a little step back to the stone age with me, go Well I hear a strange noise as I lie in my bed I feel a lotta water drippin
a bully and the futures even worse You tell me what you fear 'cause I can feel it like a curse Well, you used to be a folk singer Now you're just a
: Yeah I'm fadin' And I call out No one hears me Never been, never felt, never thought I'd say a word Weighed down Safe now You're naked inside
: Said you're burnin' up inside, no one seems to tell You're living from a personalized manual from hell Life is pretty easy when it's from my easy
to speak There's knowledge wrapped in blankets on the street. A visionary coward says that anger can be power As long as there's a victim on TV And
cause I can feel it like a curse Well, you used to be a folk singer, now you're just a joke singer Ain't no smokin' dope singer, swingin from a rope
the block till six a.m. The thermometer's at minus five degrees And I'm wondering where all that hard earned money goes To her head or towards a shred
heard a word you said now And I ain't just being mean 'Cause all we are is what we're told And most of that's been lies It's like a made for TV movie
Nothin's different now but nothin' seems the same and it's alright. Your optimistic views your hundred dollar running shoes and Carpel tunnel syndrome we all had a
: I'm a fortunate son of a fortunate son Living large on the wrong side of town Too many friends and the fun never ends Drinkin' and hangin' around
: I don't remember it doesn't ring a bell And when you call me everything is swell I tend to forget about the times we had And now it doesn't matter
a shop Watching little sister by myself Robbed a wishing pond In a fleeting bond Vowed to share the wealth Scooping up the coins A warning shot
cause that's all I need So take a little step back to the stone age with me. Go! Well I hear a strange noise as I lie in mybed I feel a lotta water
