Laughing With Songtext
von Tree River

I′m a punk
Little beach bum poet
Coming up with the nothingness
With a tongue
In a cheek, I'm joking
I′m writing songs and I'm talking shit

But you got a conscience
And you're honest with my verbal vomit
So do you even want it?
Are you laughing at or laughing with?


My head is a spaceship with
No compass on an acid trip
And I′m wasting all my oxygen
On getting you to grin

But you got a conscience
And you′re honest with my verbal vomit
So do you even want it?
Are you laughing at or laughing with?

I am nothing but a child, you'll see
Why are you spending so much time with me?

Do you see something more?
A demon you adore?
What was that face for?

And you, you′re no different
Dipping into cosmic sickness
It's true, I′m a witness
And I'm laughing at you laughing with