Gym Class Heroes - Petrified Life And The Twice Told Joke (Decrepit Bricks)

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I walk on decrepit bricks
 And kick sticks and rusty soda cans
 Simply for lack of better stimulation
 Motivation comes and goes like gas station patrons
 So sedation compensates for unexpected vacations
 (Thank you )
 That's my pre-gratitude
 Post-please leave me alone that's just my rude attitude
 No dysfunction flipside, I'm just your ordinary citizen
 They're waiting patiently for me to sin again, but then again (shit...)
 I'm really mommy's little angel,
 But that angel on my shoulder got strangled
 For trying to tangle with his nemesis he caught him on the wrong day
 And got cut like DJs spinning doubles -(let the fucking song play)
 I'm on my way to the store,
 Ignoring the city to purchase a pack of marb reds
 With a stack of rolled pennies
 I could go for Denny's, and my stomach holds plenty,
 But my pockets got holes, I guess the goal is to stay empty...
 Quite simply put, me and my pockets share interest
 I never fall in love with that pretty green-eyed temptress,
 Twice (yeah right)
 I learned my lesson the first time
 I just couldn't keep up with that ever-changing Jordan line of foot apparel
 Parallel to many clones, my eye's vision monochromes
 With seven shades and twenty tones
 Plus I breath artistic, they eating everything I'm feeding them
 Put myself in every painting and use my spit as mat medium
 And results of my children
 We share the same genes,
 Cast the same reflection and interpret the same dreams.
 Like whoa [x3]
 Whoa [x7]

 And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no purpose
 Feeling like I'm worthless
 But contrary to my last statement, I feel fine
 Content with the fact that I know this city's mine
 And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no purpose
 Feeling like I'm worthless
 But contrary to my last statement, I feel fine
 Content with the fact that I know this city's mine

 I walk down dead end streets like I didn't see the sign
 Just to turn around and walk back
 That's fine and dandy, but what's whack is the fact I'm still walking
 ...like... "thank god for walkmans"
 I'm only yawning cause these simply minded
 Mortals make me sleepy
 So what do I do? I resort to TV
 In the seemingly lousy attempt to numb myself
 With lackluster images
 And insignificant information like "Willis was really Ty Bridges"
 Just to have the upper hand in monotonous conversation,
 And for lack of better stimulation
 I'm painting portraits of dysfunctional families
 With gloomy faces rockin
 "Don't Worry, Be Happy" t-shirts, and you're assuming I'm tasteless?
 You misconstrue it but your babies will embrace it
 The basic essentials of a very bitter young man
 That kicks rusty soda cans
 And walks on decrepit bricks
 With a permanent pair of headphones
 Trying to make these lectures stick
 I'll let the protestors picket,
 Like they are going to make a difference
 And watch them die before they realize that their cause was nonexistent

 And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no purpose (absolutely no purpose)
 Feeling like I'm worthless (feeling like I'm worthless)
 But contrary to my last statement, I feel fine
 Content with the fact that I know this city's mine
 And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no purpose (absolutely no purpose)
 Feeling like I'm worthless (feeling like I'm worthless)
 But contrary to my last statement, I feel fine
 Content with the fact that I know this city's mine

 I walk on shitty city sidewalks stepping on every single crack
 Reminiscent of that joke we used to say when we were snotty nose
 My purpose got defeated when my mom turned paraplegic,
 Plus I failed my civil service exam,
 They said I cheated.
 :not to mention tainted urine samples and the attention span of a second-grader
 More fascinated with building blocks than wasting time stressing his daily lesson
 Hence the ridilin I've been gone with the wind like lucky lottery tickets since day one (one)
 I stepped on the left cause rights wrong (wrong)
 So what do I do?I resort to friendly games of ping pong and sing a song of sixpence
 I'm none the richer, I just kiss her on the lips and keep trucking

 And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no purpose (absolutely no purpose)
 Feeling like I'm worthless (feeling like I'm worthless)
 But contrary to my last statement, I feel fine
 Content with the fact that I know this city's mine
 And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no purpose (absolutely no purpose)
 Feeling like I'm worthless (feeling like I'm worthless)
 But contrary to my last statement, I feel fine
 Content with the fact that I know this city's mine
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