Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 21 Reruns , by - Tommy Boys. Release date: 26.01.2015
Song language: English
21 Reruns |
| Eyes white, red, and blue |
| Lids barely even lifted |
| Forgettable fools speak and walk heavy |
| Bad habits become a way to bury our heads |
| Down in the sand, sour waves colliding rocks and sea |
| Wrong/right |
| Same old shit, different night |
| So I sure don’t need you to wreak havoc |
| When the new sun comes, I’ll be up |
| Writing you songs in parking lots and tents |
| Or just carelessly laying there |
| Watching 21 reruns inside in one day |
| Garden on landmines, you can’t stand for anything |
| Talking away it’s tough to swallow your pride |
| Or ever bear witness so I do not speak |
| I can’t claim what is mine |
| So I take what isn’t |
| Just turn a phrase, what sense it’s making |
| To please the ones who sign and sell |
| Forgettable fools |
| Jaws to the ground |
| Your teeth colliding tongue in cheek |
| Shake habits that I haven’t changed |
| Skin left on the street |
| I’m not designed to move this pace |
| But can’t deny it’s appeal |
| Fun for me is not what it is for you |
| Swimming through oceans of bad advice |
| Free reign, on the same orange frame |
| Phone calls in your name |
| I break and you mend |
| So I can fuck it up again |
| Rewind the tape and hit play |
| Reading chapters I’ve already read |
| A pipe dream |
| I can’t decide if I should multiply or factor in |
| The path ahead has been obstructed by past architects |
| So I’m carelessly laying there |
| Watching 21 reruns inside in one day |
| Garden on landmines, you can’t stand for anything |
| Talking away it’s tough to swallow your pride |
| Or ever bear witness so I keep my mouth closed |
| I can’t claim what is mine |
| So I take what never was |
| I wanted to believe but I’ve been finding truths out |
| Awaken to empty, lifted from a dream |
| And you vanish from in front of me |
| In the space of one blinking eye |
| Said one thing and then did different |
| I break and you mend |
| Have I been falling out or settling in? |
| Such a waste of time |
| Places I have spent my youth and what’s left |