Album Name : Problems. Problems. Problems. - Single
Release Date : 2011-09-13
Song Duration : 3:15
Misser Hating
We keep our heads down just on separate streets, In
different bedrooms under separate sheets. with different
headphones, we nod our heads to same beats. Sink into
different poets till the words give you the creeps.
Because the truth is it’s all been getting to me. It’s
just a little to uncanny for me to believe. So just keep
writing the same songs, send them all to me and i’ll keep
walking around this town with my heart on my sleeve.
Someday some way we’ll make this end. This is the fourth
time that I have been here today. Head stuck in the
clouds searching for something to say. We’re living
parallel lives just under different names. You just pick
up all the bad habits I have learned to evade. This is
the one, two three, fourth time that i’ve been here
today. Eyes glued to the ground searching for something
to say. Just give him four more lines, yeah than he’ll be
okay, f..cked and numb to the world, but yeah who isn’t
today.
