Holes in My Jeans Songtext
von One Flew West

I′m in a leaking submarine, engine running out of gasoline
Trying my best to patch the holes
And when I think I'm done there′s always more
Oh boy, another work day gone
I can't think straight and I can't write songs
Telling myself that the future′s bright
Maybe I could get some sleep at night

The photographs on the fridge and the liquor, they′ll do for now

Wanna scream, shout, did I sit out the games I should have played?
Running out the clock, walking round the block
At the rock bottom looking up top
It's not right having an existential crisis every day
I wanna have a plan
To carry round with me in my back pocket but there′s holes in my jeans

God damn what's wrong with me, by now mom and dad had a PHD
Never saw what they wanted to see
Hoping that they′re still proud of me
Never been on the same route, keep it straight don't spin out
Lost a year′s worth of time, maybe now the stars align


The photographs on the fridge and the liquor, they'll do for now

Wanna scream, shout, did I sit out the games I should have played?
Running out the clock, walking round the block
At the rock bottom looking up top
It's not right having an existential crisis every day
I wanna have a plan
To carry round with me in my back pocket but there′s holes in my jeans

I′ll sniff it out, I'll come around
I′ll make it out one of these days
All of the nights spent in the fight
Don't want the light to fade

I′ll sniff it out, I'll come around
I′ll make it out one of these days
I'll breathe it in, I'll let it sink
Eventually I′ll


Scream, shout, did I sit out the games I should have played?
Running out the clock, walking round the block
At the rock bottom looking up top
It′s not right having an existential crisis every day
I wanna have a plan
To carry round with me in my back pocket but there's holes in my jeans

(Having an existential crisis every day)
In my back pocket, but there′s holes in my jeans