Lyrics Optimism - Jarrod Gorbel

Optimism - Jarrod Gorbel
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Optimism, artist - Jarrod Gorbel. Album song Ten Years Older EP, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 18.01.2010
Record label: INgrooves
Song language: English

Optimism

You, you don’t belong
In this prison-like hospital
But I feel so responsible
And I know you feel ashamed
Just show me what you started with, that blade
Brought you some clean clothes
A calling card for the payphone
Magazines, headphones, CDs
To grant you a distraction
Cause I know there’s no one here to take you home
You’ll be alright
My sound advice
Just hope you know
We are done
It’s time to move on
Losing your voice in the crowded streets
Pulsing crunch of machinery
Oh so harsh frequency
In the city that we love
We love, we love, we love, love
Paint chipped and scraped
Evidence of forced entry
Red with disgust, violated
Remind me why I love
Living in this city I call home
Passenger’s side, left open wide
Glass scattered about
Broken along with my optimism
Losing your voice in the crowded streets
Pulsing crunch of machinery
The oh so harsh frequency
In the city that we love
We love, we love, we love, love
None of your schemes work on me
Smoke signals are jokes to see
The smell sticks to your clothes
It’s on everything I own
Like the rain that seeps through the cracks in my rubber soul

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Ten Years Older 2009
A Moment of Peace 2010
How Long? 2010

Artist lyrics: Jarrod Gorbel