Drag Me Songtext
von Tiny Little Houses
Drag Me Songtext
The problem with me is
I was always a big fish in a small, stale pond
Til I moved out to the city where I really got stung
I′m a young
Lazy bum who feels 106
Sometimes I wonder on the down low why I even exist
Should I go tell it to a shrink?
I'm startin′ to think
That maybe I'm the only sane one in a world on the brink
Can't relax, got my facts
Avoid before nihilist
It bothers me that I′m not bothered oh I really need
A new attitude
I need to get out my room
Just want to play my guitar
But it hasn′t gotten me far
I know it seems kinda sad
Coz things have gotten so bad
Does someone know who I am?
Coz I don't know who I am
Yeah maybe I′m the hypocrite
Walking contradiction bursting out like a cyst
I'm reading Tolstoy at the moment craving a set of bliss
I quit my job and drive by friends to close to down one more drink
I try to fit in but the people here are making me sick
Hey surely I can′t be alone
Please someone hold the phone
I see atrocities on TV but I'm still too scared to go
And I put my neck on the line oh
Where′s my spine?
I'm wastin' my time and I′d love it if you gave me a sign
Get outta my room
I′ve got a bad attitude
Just wanna play my guitar but it hasn't gotten me far
I need to taste a success
Maybe I′d feel less depressed
Sometimes I'm my biggest fan, sometimes I wanna give in
Could everyone get off my back?
Cut me some slack
I took my shirt off in the arm my shoulders were no longer golden
Had a panic attack
I′m still my worst enemy
It's not as bad as it seems
If you wanna come and stick a boot in, roll up, drag me
Outta my room
I need a good attitude
Don′t wanna play my guitar
Coz it hasn't gotten me far
They say it pays in the end
But I'm still stuck in a spin
Sometimes I wanna grow up, sometimes I wanna give in
Who would have guessed I was a talented kid
Who would have thought I′d make a mess out of it
Who would have guessed I was a talented kid
Who would have thought I′d make a mess out of it
Who would have guessed I was a talented kid
Who would have thought I'd make a mess out of it
I was always a big fish in a small, stale pond
Til I moved out to the city where I really got stung
I′m a young
Lazy bum who feels 106
Sometimes I wonder on the down low why I even exist
Should I go tell it to a shrink?
I'm startin′ to think
That maybe I'm the only sane one in a world on the brink
Can't relax, got my facts
Avoid before nihilist
It bothers me that I′m not bothered oh I really need
A new attitude
I need to get out my room
Just want to play my guitar
But it hasn′t gotten me far
I know it seems kinda sad
Coz things have gotten so bad
Does someone know who I am?
Coz I don't know who I am
Yeah maybe I′m the hypocrite
Walking contradiction bursting out like a cyst
I'm reading Tolstoy at the moment craving a set of bliss
I quit my job and drive by friends to close to down one more drink
I try to fit in but the people here are making me sick
Hey surely I can′t be alone
Please someone hold the phone
I see atrocities on TV but I'm still too scared to go
And I put my neck on the line oh
Where′s my spine?
I'm wastin' my time and I′d love it if you gave me a sign
Get outta my room
I′ve got a bad attitude
Just wanna play my guitar but it hasn't gotten me far
I need to taste a success
Maybe I′d feel less depressed
Sometimes I'm my biggest fan, sometimes I wanna give in
Could everyone get off my back?
Cut me some slack
I took my shirt off in the arm my shoulders were no longer golden
Had a panic attack
I′m still my worst enemy
It's not as bad as it seems
If you wanna come and stick a boot in, roll up, drag me
Outta my room
I need a good attitude
Don′t wanna play my guitar
Coz it hasn't gotten me far
They say it pays in the end
But I'm still stuck in a spin
Sometimes I wanna grow up, sometimes I wanna give in
Who would have guessed I was a talented kid
Who would have thought I′d make a mess out of it
Who would have guessed I was a talented kid
Who would have thought I′d make a mess out of it
Who would have guessed I was a talented kid
Who would have thought I'd make a mess out of it
Writer(s): Caleb George Karvountzis, Clancy Alexander Bond, Sean Adrian Mullins, Aldrie Yamin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
