[Pre-Intro: Roberta Flack]
And hiding from your anger
Is a sign
And hiding from your anger
Is a sign
[Intro: Tom Scott (Spoken)]
Sick of that emo shit right
(I'm sick of that emo shit …)
It's pretty much the same shit, different day, ya know?
Check it out
Uh
[Verse 1: Tom Scott]
I'm sick of living in my crazy head
And fighting with the missus over something bullshit, like who made the bed
I'm sick of writing 'bout the pain and dread
I'm sick of dwelling on the day I'm dead, I'm living for today instead
There ain't no reason for chopping my throat
Jumping a cliff, or knottin' a rope, it's just life
And I'm sick of being down in the docks, rocking a boat
I'm thinking 'bout what I got and not what I don't
'Cause I could make it, living great, waste it hitting hay
Blazin' it away or change it with my brain
Basically, if I stay patient, it's okay
Take it with a grain, same shit, different day
Hatred ricochets, words bounce off me
I ain't letting nothing in this whole town stop me
Write my thoughts and save the moment
Because life's too short just to waste it moanin'
And yeah, sometimes it's hard, but I'm not going mad
And yeah, sometimes I cry, but not 'cause I'm sad
I'm just grateful for life and options I had
And this talent that I got from my dad, y'know?
See, I get the buzz that you get from popping a tab
From these words that I jot on the pad
And although I spend a lot my spare time locked in a lab
It ain't like hip-hop's all I have (Nuh-uh)
And hiding from your anger
Is a sign
And hiding from your anger
Is a sign
[Intro: Tom Scott (Spoken)]
Sick of that emo shit right
(I'm sick of that emo shit …)
It's pretty much the same shit, different day, ya know?
Check it out
Uh
[Verse 1: Tom Scott]
I'm sick of living in my crazy head
And fighting with the missus over something bullshit, like who made the bed
I'm sick of writing 'bout the pain and dread
I'm sick of dwelling on the day I'm dead, I'm living for today instead
There ain't no reason for chopping my throat
Jumping a cliff, or knottin' a rope, it's just life
And I'm sick of being down in the docks, rocking a boat
I'm thinking 'bout what I got and not what I don't
'Cause I could make it, living great, waste it hitting hay
Blazin' it away or change it with my brain
Basically, if I stay patient, it's okay
Take it with a grain, same shit, different day
Hatred ricochets, words bounce off me
I ain't letting nothing in this whole town stop me
Write my thoughts and save the moment
Because life's too short just to waste it moanin'
And yeah, sometimes it's hard, but I'm not going mad
And yeah, sometimes I cry, but not 'cause I'm sad
I'm just grateful for life and options I had
And this talent that I got from my dad, y'know?
See, I get the buzz that you get from popping a tab
From these words that I jot on the pad
And although I spend a lot my spare time locked in a lab
It ain't like hip-hop's all I have (Nuh-uh)
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