Текст песни Alias - Getting By (Version 2), слова песни Alias

Текст песни Alias - Getting By (Version 2)

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We create wheel barrows full of sound for it to be dumped into a black hole:the bottomless abyss of bi-polar disordersA broken abacus down to good timesSomeone please write a post-it note to remind me why I`m doing thisand when to pay the cable billWon`t talk about the cage, it`s been touched on too muchBesides, I`m seeing dead whales all too oftenwhich in itself is rather frighteningSad how bad times make good musicHope I can maintain this great depressionand leave myself guessing if I can out do the former until the endWe`re all waiting for the payoff..I have one, they have none, so I`m feeling rather lucky and guilty at thesame timeWe all whistle a salty tune to ourselves for the world to hearand when it`s time to capture memoriesthe closest thing to a smile we can muster is a sneerAnd giving blood, sweat, and tears in exchange for cold sweatand fears is only equal to a tickled throat for so longSo the songs lose excitement and loops become gratingMy being is scarred up and I can`t keep myself from pickingWe turn pages and fight sore handsADD addicts of abrasiveness joyriding through the same scene over and overTime and time again I`m asking myself whybut I`m proud of the dust of twenty cities irritating my eyes"All for what?" loops in my headI ain`t fessin` `til I`m dead or until everything is saidShe has bouquets of poppies spilling from her heartand I`m stuck here tapping my pen on my pad of paper wondering where to startI suppose this comes with the process and problems, getting bythree reasons to do this: her, them, and IChorus:Kicking myself, standing on the edge with a dumb look on, snapping out of itasking, "what are you doing?"Kicking myself, standing on the edge with a dumb look on, snapping out of itasking, "what are you thinking?"Kicking myself, standing on the edge with a dumb look on, snapping out of itasking, "where are you going?"Kicking myself, standing on the edge with a dumb look on, snapping out of itasking, "why?"On overcast days, I`m at one with myselfbut perhaps I should take advice from bumper stickersBut seeing old guitarists on their farm with their children reminscingis that feeling that I`m missing from almost a year agoBack then, it was all about looking through the bullet holes and sighingNow it`s snapping my fingers at Linus and smilingI guess it takes hard times to curl my fingers, not a fistbut around this blue flex-grip asking, "do you think...?"Select a question to be answered in words that are next to nothingthat`s how I kept my sanity in the first halfI feel like someone is passing hula-hoops down the length of my bodyyet the theater seats are empty, yet I still hear that laughIt takes a power outage to muster creativityjust like tragedies and the commerce on the Stars and StripesWho am I to say? I have problems getting a blank page movingjust one of my insecurities that I suppose will come and go todayAll I can hear are the drums I search forthat might be why the pens are mute at this pointSole says, "it`s rubies and rabies,"and lately I`ve been foaming at the mouthCan`t put my finger on whymy sleeves are sopping wet with possiblys and maybesThis is the part where I repeat the last two linesof the song before the chorus to drive across my pointThis is the part where I repeat the last two linesof the song before the chorus to drive across my point?Chorus

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Getting By (Version 2)

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