Текст песни Kind Of Like Spitting - Timber
Kind Of Like Spitting - Timber слова песни
You`re the same old boreI know that, no need to remind meI know from experience that nothing gold can stayNumbers one or two, it all hits the same fanAnd I`m your biggest fanBut it`s blurry from up here in the nosebleed seatsAnd I`m so homesick, but I don`t know where I liveAnd I can`t make things make senseAnd I don`t know how to giveI feel this room collapsing, I feel the long, cold night aheadAnd I can hear you laughing when I`m driving all aloneLooking for homeIn the tortured eyes of freewayThat point away from sight in the nightOh babe fireflies in a lineSelf-loathing isn`t sexy, but you still somehow get laidAnd with nothing new to offerThank God my eyes stay double-paidSo I give arbitrary answers, but resent if you call them fakeSelf-demeaning, self-infectedYou said to get to paidMe and her been strangerLooks like my mother after my fatherAfter me, after me, after me, after meAnd I`m so homesick, but I don`t know where I liveAnd I can`t make things make senseAnd I don`t know how to giveSo I feel my heart collapsingI feel the long, cold life aheadAnd I can hear you laughing when I`m driving all aloneLooking for home