“The Beers” by The Front Bottoms, live at Maxwells
Drum circle!!!! Did not know this was taking place.
“The Beers” by The Front Bottoms, live at Maxwells
Drum circle!!!! Did not know this was taking place.
Staring at unfamiliar ceilings and I should leave
‘Cause everybody here is tripping some new drug
except for me (WHY?)
‘Cause I don’t have the money
I have been thinking about letting my hair grow
I have been thinking about cutting it short
I have been thinking about dying it yellow
But I don’t think I have the bone structure or wardrobe to support
That type of look
And I will tattoo my poems all over my body
They won’t know who I was before
I will cut off my fingers, no ID to find me
When I am washed up on the New Jersey shore
Talk to myself too often trying hard to figure out
Why all these feelings that lie in my stomach
Are always pushing for my mouth
So I will learn to sleep on my chest
And I will learn to let things go
And I will learn to come to terms with the things that I will never know
And I will tattoo my poems all over my body
They won’t know who I was before
I will cut off my fingers, no ID to find me
When I am washed up on the New Jersey shore
I’ll take what I can get, I’ll take what I am given, but we both know that I’ll need more.
I’ll take what I can get, I’ll take what I am given, but we both know that I’ll need more.
So much more.
And I will tattoo my poems all over my body
They won’t know who I was before
I will cut off my fingers, no ID to find me
When I am washed up on the New Jersey shore
Relatable
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“Legit Tattoo Gun” by The Front Bottoms Me too. Damn, I am SO awesome at the drums!!! (in.my.head) |
| — | “More Than It Hurts You” by The Front Bottoms |
| — | “More Than It Hurts You” by The Front Bottoms |
| — | “Maps” by The Front Bottoms |
I’ve been around long enough now
To know that the good things never last
They never last.
How low is your self esteem
And how low could it possibly be?
I know, I know you’re in love with me
And I’ve been ignoring you
I will stop cutting my pants into shorts
I will address the issues I cannot ignore
And I will do the things I think you might like
And I will be alone probably the rest of my life.
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“Swimming Pool” by The Front Bottoms Word |