Recorded by The Sunroom Sessions in Richmond, VA
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LYRICS:
You need discipline
You got a pocket full of pennies and a wishing well
wishing that the water'd make you give up on the wine
You are your own worst enemy
You follow in the footsteps of folks that never made it to the light
And i gotta bone to pick
I don’t believe you when you whisper that you didn’t have the time to get right
Big city baby so busy can’t make up your mind
Picked up the pace but your bootlaces dragging behind
I get no sleep whatcha got worth keeping
Hanging to meaningless words
Oh please, you found a rhyme without a reason
There’s a number of people yelling, good lord!
I don’t wanna find the truth anymore
Folks don’t change they just fake it ’til they run out of time
Oh God it’s killing me
Kinda silly when I put a pen to paper try to
right away my wrongs and write away my precious time
You are my great mystery
Your lips taste sweet but your tongue keep secrets
Don’t get me started on your mind
I’m living week to week
I see a sky of full of stars and I’m wishing
Maybe this’ll be the time that I finally get it right
Big city baby so busy can’t make up your mind
Picked up the pace but your bootlaces dragging behind
I get no sleep whatcha got worth keeping
Hanging to meaningless words
Oh please, you found a rhyme without a reason
There’s a number of people yelling, good lord!
I don’t wanna find the truth anymore
Folks don’t change they just fake it ’til they run out of time
Big city baby so busy can’t make up your mind
Picked up the pace but your bootlaces dragging behind
I get no sleep whatcha got worth keeping
Hanging to meaningless words
Oh please, you found a rhyme without a reason
There’s a number of people yelling, good lord!
I don’t wanna find the truth anymore
Folks don’t change they just fake it ’til they run out of time
30 июн 2023
