P.O.S. Is Ruining My Life
P.o.s.
"¦If you calm down then just breathe and just breathe in and out"¦
It was buried under a flask in a cart of people
From the bottom of a glass all this
Nonsense, innocence, common sense, consequence
Indulgence in Bourbon, this herb, a Twin City kid's just disturbed
I look around and see the same shit from her
She could just sit silent and watch her life just pass by in a blur
Ain't it funny, we can sneak into our lives in a 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 without a defense,
Everybody got shit luck,
Everybody wanna move to they own beat,
Everybody wanna make a dent,
Every girl is looking for the next best thing,
Every boy is in love with his girls best friend,
Everybody hex me, everybody wanna fight.
We can't stand and not burn in the sun, but can't sleep in the moonlight,
I'm right there witcha, I'm sick of my own skin, I got the clothes and the jaded grin,
I'm at the bar or the coffee shop,
But I don't like drinkin and I fuckin hate coffee shops
So I'll just stop the world, it's spinnin like a Tilt-a-whirl,
This ain't amusement, ima lose it "¦ it's bullshit"¦
I give two cents but not everyone seems to have the same change
But can't bring my father, two cents? I can't spare nothing if I'm holdin the cup.
If you calm down then just breathe and just breathe in and out
You'll feel a whole lot better, close your eyes
Just believe if you can't see them then they can't see you, right?
Close your eyes.
I can never be what I wanna be nothing but a man,
Nothings evil inside of me, nothing I can understand
If I try, so I try to get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand
I can never be what I wanna be nothing but a man,
Nothings evil inside of me, nothing I can understand
If I try, so I try to get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand, a fist"¦
And it's strained to think it might be ok,
Scratch, crack, silence, fist"¦
And it's strained to think it might break,
Scratch, crack"¦
I 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, 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 vacant, so shaken,
So cold, 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 calm down then just breathe and just breathe in and out
You'll feel a whole lot better, close your eyes
Just believe if you can't see them then they can't see you, right?
Close your eyes.
I can never be what I wanna be nothing but a man,
Nothings evil inside of me, nothing I can understand
If I try, so I try to get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand"¦
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