Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song B-54, artist - Over It. Album song Outer Banks, in the genre ПанкDate of issue: 31.12.2005
Record label: Negative Progression
Song language: English
B-54 |
| From this grizzled bench seat; |
| bolt-on frame all the stains |
| Of a junkyard sale |
| I’m wondering if it’s not just youth… you know? |
| Old woes won’t waste a conversation |
| If only you could see my narrow throne’s got a view to everything |
| You won’t win to bind a heart that’s found belief |
| Hope doesn’t disappoint it only dreams |
| So take your take your time |
| Gaze while the air streaks by the static |
| Doesn’t make much sense with your back to expectation |
| This battered second guess reflex just lost its grip on me |
| Regrets misplaced in time won’t hope to choke ambition now |
| And for all you know, friend you can’t afford to miss the ratio |
| These rusty suburbs leave no space for truck stop raids |
| And these dedication songs |
| Just hold the meantime for something more |
| Through all this time did you really think I’d let you run my aspirations dry? |
| Give it up, cast up your eyes, just let me fill my life with light |
| Friends shouldn’t have to wage these wars, so let’s stop here |