Lyrics Callous Standard - Jaunt

Callous Standard

Sentimental friction in the early morning hours
The tempo shifts and squinting bliss wise to this old feeling
So picture this machine attempts at listening for the bell
Sad as though adrift and lagging naked
Intent on brief encounters with them
Cowers a comfortless sum
Powerless seeming only used to giving in
How it is only to come to where it’s only come from
I am independent of the systems echoed in me
Who has seen the wind or only felt it on their cheek?
Feeling good is chemistry in constants
Wise to it is keeping numbers
Cowers a comfortless sum
Powerless seeming only used to giving in
How it is only to come to where it’s only come from
Get around, get around
I can get around
Get around, get around
I can get around (About it)
Get around, get around (I don’t want to talk about it)
I can get around (I don’t want to talk about it)
Get around, get around (I don’t want to talk about it)
I can get around (I don’t want to talk about it)
I get around (I don’t want to talk about it)
I can get around (I don’t want to talk about it)
Get around, get around (I don’t want to talk about it)
I can get around (I don’t want to talk about it)
I— (I—, I—)
About it
I don’t want to talk about it
I don’t want to talk about it
I don’t want to talk about it
I don’t want to talk about it