I'm getting so sick and tired
Of seeing full moons every night
Nothing ever seems to happen
Just a parade of endless fights
Everywhere I am
All the ways my eyes can see
Everything I hear
This stuff is seriously affecting me
I got kicked one night
Another night I got punched
Bruises and cuts are like achievements
Death doesn't seem like their intention
I've been kept alive this long
Should I worry about tomorrow
The day when I go back
To this really depressing story
Will I hold my head up
Or let this pain rest in my gut
I should not worry
Somebody is watching out for me
It's all taken care of
Reproach is the standard I should strive to be
But, I still worry
Day after day
There's nothing like going to work
And being sucked dry by those little jerks
1 comment:
Now, of course you'd never admit to not knowing a band... but... if you haven't heard The Damnwells before, check them out.
They opened for The Fray last night, and they're pretty good. Brooklyn boys.
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