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Spins (feat. Prosperity Lanes & 98 Polecat)
by Lodi
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Skate down to the bus stop
Going slow my bearings spent
Why do I feel so foreign even when I'm with my friends?
The boy with two broken arms
He is coming home again
But I'm scared to see him cause of the things unsaid
Love him like nobody, spend him like he's money
But every time I wanna say, the moment gets away
All these feelings in my head are so hard to turn to words
And then the words sound whiney
Only good to wipe your hiney with
In my right hand, I hold the sifting sands
In the left, another fantasy, undercover
When it comes down to it, we're all drawn to it
It's a foregone conclusion
Get by with cuts and bruises
And as I sit here, fishing a big out my beer
I just can't help but sorrow all that I might miss tomorrow
And all the things that kept us cooked all night and laughing through the day
I need you next to me
I need you next to me
I'm just a backyard banshee
Singing a melancholy Olly oxen free
To say sorry
Love him like nobody, spend him like he's money
But every time I wanna say, the moment gets away from me
In my right hand, I hold the sifting sands
In the left, another fantasy undercover
When it comes down to it, we're all drawn to it
It's a foregone conclusion
Get by with cuts and bruises
It's about time you turned the past over
You can say that again
Skate down to the bus stop
Going slow my bearings spent
Why do I feel so foreign even when I'm with my friends?
The boy with two broken arms
He is coming home again
But I'm scared to see him cause of the things unsaid
Love him like nobody, spend him like he's money
But every time I wanna say, the moment gets away
All these feelings in my head are so hard to turn to words
And then the words sound whiney
Only good to wipe your hiney with
In my right hand, I hold the sifting sands
In the left, another fantasy, undercover
When it comes down to it, we're all drawn to it
It's a foregone conclusion
Get by with cuts and bruises
And as I sit here, fishing a big out my beer
I just can't help but sorrow all that I might miss tomorrow
And all the things that kept us cooked all night and laughing through the day
I need you next to me
I need you next to me
I'm just a backyard banshee
Singing a melancholy Olly oxen free
To say sorry
Love him like nobody, spend him like he's money
But every time I wanna say, the moment gets away from me
In my right hand, I hold the sifting sands
In the left, another fantasy undercover
When it comes down to it, we're all drawn to it
It's a foregone conclusion
Get by with cuts and bruises
It's about time you turned the past over
You can say that again
