Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Caring Is Creepy, artist - Pickin' On Series. Album song The Bluegrass Tribute to The Shins, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 08.01.2007
Record label: CMH
Song language: English
Caring Is Creepy |
I think I’ll go home and mull this over |
Before I cram it down my throat |
At long last it’s crashed, its colossal mass |
Has broken up into bits in my moat |
Rip the mattress off the floor |
Walk the cramps off |
Go meander in the cold |
Hail to your dark skin |
Hiding the fact you’re dead again |
Underneath the power lines seeking shade |
Far above our heads are the icy heights |
That contain all reason |
It’s a luscious mix of words and tricks |
That let us bet when we know we should fold |
On rocks I dreamt of where we’d stepped |
And of the whole mess of roads we’re now on |
Hold your glass up, hold it in |
Never betray the way you’ve always known it is |
One day I’ll be wondering how |
I got so old just wondering how |
I never got cold wearing nothing in the snow |
This is way beyond my remote concern |
Of being condescending |
All these squawking birds won’t quit |
Building nothing, laying bricks |
Hold your glass up, hold it in |
Never betray the way you’ve always known it is |
One day I’ll be wondering how |
I got so old just wondering how |
I never got cold wearing nothing in the snow |
This is way beyond my remote concern |
Of being condescending |
All these squawking birds won’t quit |
Building nothing, laying bricks |