Curbside
200 Bpm
I've been caught too many times looking back
Just thinking how great things were
When we had our way
And we'd write what we want to play
These days I'm lucky to get out a line
First thing that I'm thinking is I'm out of time
I'll sit here until you call and we'll get out of this place
I know I sound a little undeserving
Now I'm sitting here hoping we change this
And I know that
You deserve more than just makeshift
Chords and melodies
Let’s not sit here with broken wings waiting
To grow old and get out of touch
So we can preclude the illusions
I know I sound a little undeserving
And there's not a single thing I would change
To this untuned play
Of taking complacent thoughts out of range
I think we're starting to get this now
And I’ve become
What little piece of self-respect that was left out to dry
Letras de cancionesAnd I've played some
So hard we’d spend rest of the day just looking for me
Just looking for me
Just looking for me
And my friends to put down
All the sweat we left behind
While I stay here and learn to play
And hope to occupy my time
And I know that you’re hoping there's another way
But 200 is the slowest I can take
To get it out
A little of what runs thought my veins and on to this stage
Now let’s get out
Of here before were too fucked up to figure this out
And there’s not a single thing I would change
To this untuned play
Of taking complacent thoughts out of range
I think we're starting to get this now
And I’ve become
What little piece of self-respect that was left out to dry
And I've played some
So hard we’d spend rest of the day just looking for me
Just looking for me
Just looking for me
From Letras Mania