Kevin Devine
Protest Singer
I stopped today to see myself in subway glass
and I was scared of the way I look now
I knew the only thought behind my eyes
please don't believe in me I don't want to let you down and I'm convinced it only rains in New York and I am surrounded by everything that really scares me a room full of empty people regretting every time that they inhale
and I want to write one perfect song to make you cry in your sleep
kind of like a soundtrack for your dreams to let you'ld know I'm watching and making sure it's (exact) alright
it'll be alright I guess I wanted to make you feel something I wanted to make you feel everything and you may call me a protest singer but I'm only protesting myself
I don't believe in beautiful people and I don't believe in me
I wonder what it's like to be in between can you hear me
can you hear me
you may call me a protest singer can you hear me
but I'm only protesting myself
and you may call me a protest singer
but I'm only protesting myself
From Letras Mania