What do we do in these crazy times?. . Inside, outside, I can feel it in my mind. In the ocean and the river, I can feel it in the tide. And all day, all night, in the rhythm of the city.
sawameki dake ga. kokoro o sashite. kikoenai mune no toiki. toki o wasurete motome samayou. takanaru omoi nurashite. . (Only the heart's pounding. stab my heart.
I'm in my car cause I needed a place to be. I met a girl who was thoroughly so complete. we got so high that. we couldn't get back through the door. .
Such an angry young man. I've seen you before. I've heard your stories. A 1000 times or more. It's not worth it. You can't change a thing. Smash a republic.
I never. Said I'd lie in wait forever. If I died. We'd be together. . I can't always just forget her. But she could try. . At the end of the world. Or the last thing I see.
Hey, what's your name?. I've been crawling on my fingers for so long. Shame, is your blame. You think of a better day. . It shouldn't be so complicated.
I believe in little things. That you can hardly see. Like honeycomb and spider webs. And starfish in the sea. . I believe in little things. Like icy drops of rain.
I ain't gonna wait around now. For you to come back down then try to fly away. And watch the angels drag you back down to the ground. . Ain't gonna work it out ain't gonna sit back baby.
I was so wasted. I was a hippie. I was a burnout. I was a dropout I was out of my head. I was a surfer. I had a skateboard. I was so heavy man, I lived on the strand.
[Originally by Circle Jerks]. . I was so wasted [x2]. I was a hippie. I was a burnout. I was a dropout. Do you know what's on in my head, I was a surfer.
Shaking on the outside because of what I'm feeling inside. My chest is fucking hurting and my stomach's fucking burning. I laughed when you were crying and say inside you're dying.
There's a time and place for everything. There's a reason why, certain people meet. There's a destination for everyone. What's the explanation, when we're done?.
This person plans a story. And it's complicated. She has too much to say. And still she finds a way, generally. . Flips the calendar's pages. Funny how it feels.
To the beat of my, to the beat of my. To the beat of my heart. . I'm thinking about, letting it out. I wanna give in, I wanna go out. Been looking around, I finally found.
To the beat of my.... To the beat of my.... To the beat of my heart.. I'm thinking about letting it out,. I wanna give in, I wanna go out. been looking around I've finally found.
Life's like this. And that's the way it is. . 'Cause life's like this. If it's the way it is. . Chill out, what you yellin' for?. Lay back, it's all been done before.
Now in these cynical times are stereotypical minds. Got me falling from my pinnacle the minute I climb. Now these subliminal thoughts got individuals blind.
I was so wasted. I was a surfer. I had a skateboard. I was so heavy and I lived on the strand. I was a dumb shit. And I was a fuck-up. I was so napped out I was out of my head.
I was so wasted. . I was a hippie. I was a burnout. I was a dropout. I was out of my head. . I was a surfer. I had a skateboard. I was so heavy, man. I lived on the strand.
Secrets. Secrets. . Secrets, oh, what you kept from me. They made our world go around. But secrets, they only last a long. Enough to break you down. .