Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Thing of the Past , by - Tim Barry. Release date: 12.11.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Thing of the Past |
| Two weeks without alcohol ain’t hard |
| If it weren’t for these goddamn stars |
| And memories and hell that helps me sleep |
| I cannot focus if I don’t rest |
| And If I ain’t doin' nothin', lord, then I get depressed |
| So here’s to raisin' hell and livin' cheap |
| Oh hell life ain’t all it’s supposed to be |
| Walkin' floors and worryin' |
| Behind locked doors avoiding friends you hardly see |
| I’ve lived and learned and lord I’ve made it back |
| I’ve fought three at once and they whooped my ass |
| But livin’s better when taking chances constantly |
| I like to get high as a mountain |
| When I’m crumblin' to my knees |
| And all that shit they talk, it don’t mean a thing to me |
| We are all mixed up in this landscape |
| Huddled in the shade |
| Searching chain store shelves for identity |
| Well these wrinkles they are proof of age |
| They read of all these single days |
| By learnin' who is who, and what is what |
| See man, some may show a mask or two |
| And base their lives on havin' more than you |
| Man, that life must be lonely as fuck |
| See that’s not how it’s supposed to be |
| Lappin' up commodities |
| With money that you don’t have or even see |
| I’ve lived and learned and lord I made it back |
| I want nothin', that’s still all I have |
| It’s not what you make or do |
| It’s how you’re livin' |
| I like to get high as a mountain |
| When I’m crumblin' to my knees |
| And all that shit they talk, it don’t mean a thing to me |
| We are all mixed up in this landscape |
| Huddled in the shade |
| Searching chain store shelves for identity |
| Small, talk that shit |
| Well I’m growin' gray and I’m gettin' old |
| But that don’t mean I do what I’m told |
| In fact I’ve opted out, I’ve given up |
| See man, money is a thing of the past |
| You spend it once, and it don’t come back |
| So says Reverend Bobby Joe Small |
| So that’s whats up |
| This is not what it’s supposed to be |
| Walkin' floors and worryin' |
| It’s about life and love and family and thinkin' free |
| I’ve been lit up before and I’ve bounced right back |
| Made mistakes and I’ve learned to laugh |
| Tonight I’m gettin' drunk and simply livin' |
| I like to get high as a mountain |
| When I’m crumblin' to my knees |
| And all that shit they talk, it don’t mean a thing to me |
| We are all mixed up in this landscape |
| Huddled in the shade |
| Searching chain store shelves for identity |
| Pacing chain store floors for identity |