Shambles

  • 專輯:Shambles (Shambles)
  • 發行:2023-08-04
  • 演唱:BAND-MAID
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Well the green room girls don't got a whole lot to say
Because you look like hell and you smell like yesterday
You're surrounded by rock and roll martyrs
stuck up there on the wall
Lined up like the righteous
and waiting for the next big call
Don't it seem like the stickers stuck around
a little longer than the bands who put em there?
You're betting you'll be the next in line,
but you can't find the strength to care
'Cuz you're missing all the things in life
that you never thought you would
So take a shower, and call your mom
You ain't livin like you should.
So you stumble to the motel
and you can't find the keys to your room
And I guess it don't matter
cuz dawn will be coming soon
You just hang your head and you sigh
as you think of six days on the road
It will take more than double yellows
to get your ass back home
You've been wearing out your welcome
much like a February snow
So impure and so un-driven
and with no place else to go.
It's getting harder and harder to tell
if you're lost or just no good
So take a shower, and call your mom
You ain't livin like you should.


      • 專輯:Shambles (Shambles)
      • 發行:2023-08-04
      • 演唱:BAND-MAID
      字型

      Well the green room girls don't got a whole lot to say
      Because you look like hell and you smell like yesterday
      You're surrounded by rock and roll martyrs
      stuck up there on the wall
      Lined up like the righteous
      and waiting for the next big call
      Don't it seem like the stickers stuck around
      a little longer than the bands who put em there?
      You're betting you'll be the next in line,
      but you can't find the strength to care
      'Cuz you're missing all the things in life
      that you never thought you would
      So take a shower, and call your mom
      You ain't livin like you should.
      So you stumble to the motel
      and you can't find the keys to your room
      And I guess it don't matter
      cuz dawn will be coming soon
      You just hang your head and you sigh
      as you think of six days on the road
      It will take more than double yellows
      to get your ass back home
      You've been wearing out your welcome
      much like a February snow
      So impure and so un-driven
      and with no place else to go.
      It's getting harder and harder to tell
      if you're lost or just no good
      So take a shower, and call your mom
      You ain't livin like you should.

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