Concrete Sounds Songtext
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Concrete Sounds Songtext
Sitting at a bus stop
Trying to take my shoes off
But my laces are all knots and you
Looking for an answer to an old question
So easy I can′t explain it
And anything I say to you is gonna
Come out wrong anyway
Made it to the trolley
Looking for my transfer
Cause the place is full of cops and you...
Looking for an answer to an old question
So easy I can't explain it
And anything I say to you is gonna
Come out wrong anyway
You take my seat again...
Late at the station
Feeling all wound up
Got to walk several blocks past you.
Try to read a t-shirt
Thinks that I′m a pervert.
Sorry, wasn't getting fresh, but...
And anything I say to you is gonna
Come out wrong anyway
It's there in front of me...
Sitting at a bus stop
Trying to take my shoes off
But my laces are all knots and you
Looking for an answer to an old question
So easy I can′t explain it
And anything I say to you is gonna
Come out wrong anyway
Made it to the trolley
Looking for my transfer
Cause the place is full of cops and you...
Looking for an answer to an old question
So easy I can′t explain it
And anything I say to you is gonna
Come out wrong anyway
You take my seat again...
Here to my house
In no seconds
Count the footsteps
Count the seconds
Near my house...
Trying to take my shoes off
But my laces are all knots and you
Looking for an answer to an old question
So easy I can′t explain it
And anything I say to you is gonna
Come out wrong anyway
Made it to the trolley
Looking for my transfer
Cause the place is full of cops and you...
Looking for an answer to an old question
So easy I can't explain it
And anything I say to you is gonna
Come out wrong anyway
You take my seat again...
Late at the station
Feeling all wound up
Got to walk several blocks past you.
Try to read a t-shirt
Thinks that I′m a pervert.
Sorry, wasn't getting fresh, but...
And anything I say to you is gonna
Come out wrong anyway
It's there in front of me...
Sitting at a bus stop
Trying to take my shoes off
But my laces are all knots and you
Looking for an answer to an old question
So easy I can′t explain it
And anything I say to you is gonna
Come out wrong anyway
Made it to the trolley
Looking for my transfer
Cause the place is full of cops and you...
Looking for an answer to an old question
So easy I can′t explain it
And anything I say to you is gonna
Come out wrong anyway
You take my seat again...
Here to my house
In no seconds
Count the footsteps
Count the seconds
Near my house...
Writer(s): Robertdale Rulon Crow, Armistead Burwell Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com