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Feels like I'm growing at a distanceOr am I growing distantI'm not exactly sure which one I meanAll this singing's got me wishing,That I wasn't listening to the favor enveloping meI think I've got my footing set,I lie a lot I know but yet it's getting me places these daysAll this singing's got me wishin,That I wasn't listening to anything my pen had to sayHow nautical, sabbatical, men praying by the sea!I said I'd love to join the crew boysBut the chapel never did a thing for meThey whisper in my ear, "pack up your instruments and meet us by the shore"And use it like we tell you to!Or we'll throw that 6-string blasphemy off-board!Oh god oh dear,Oh how I wish my musings could be clearHold still my dearThere's everything to loose and much to fearThere's everything to loose and much to-Feels like I'm following a pattern,But you've gone and changed my threadsLetras de cancionesIt's the same story in different wordsBut a dollar says you'll doubt it cause you don't know shit about itBut don't worry Amanda you'll learnI think I've got my footing set,I lie a lot I know but yet it's getting me places these daysAll this praying's got me thinking,If I ever put down drinking I won't ever have important things to sayOh god oh dear,Oh how I wish my funeral was hereAnd now it's clearSo grab a girl or grab another beerOh god oh dear!Oh how we wish our funeral was here!And now it's clear!So grab a girl or grab another beer!There's everything to loose and much to fear From Letras Mania