Michael Jordan Touchdown Pass
Distress and Monotony
The color's grayEnthusiasm's scraped awayLeft with a frame to hold things togetherAnd it's just my luckPure insecurity's got me feeling stuckInside this bedAnd we've all got the timeTo lose our mindsSomewhere between distress and monotonyLet's stop and hope that Old Man WinterHas been doped the fuck upFor a lengthy existenceAnkle deep, we'll stand unpreparedAnd inclined to speakOf nature's ill willAnd we'll all make the timeTo lose our mindsSomewhere between distress and monotonyIt's one of those thingsThat you think you could explainBut find out that you don't know how just yetAnd I've got a pulseLet's count it fair and square againMake sure that I'm in fact aliveLetras de cancionesAnd we've got it alrightBut it's a damn cold nightAnd I can see my breathAnd we all look like deathLike death, and the color's grayEnthusiasm scraped awayLeft with a frame to hold things together
From Letras Mania