P.O.S. - P.O.S. Is Ruining My Life lyrics

rate me

It was buried under a flask and uh

Caught peekin' from the bottom of a glass

All this nonsense, innocence, common sense, consequence

Indulgence in bourbon, these urban twin city kids

Is disturbed

I look around to see the same shit from her

She could just sit silently, watchin' life just pass by in a blur

Ain't it funny?

We can sneak into our lives in a stir

Over the perfect things to say

And then just choke on the words?

Everybody wanna be the next

Everybody wanna be in step

Everybody wanna fuck

Everybody want the consequence of playin' defence

Everybody's got shit luck

Everybody wanna move to their inner beat

Everybody wanna make a dent

Every girl is lookin' for the next best thing

Every boy's in love with his girl's best friend

Everybody hates me

Everybody wanna fight

We can't stand to wake up in the sun

But can't sleep in the moonlight

I'm right there wit ya

I'm sicker in my own skin

I got the clothes and the jaded grin

I'm at the bar or the coffee shop

But I don't like drinkin'

And I fuckin' hate coffee shops

I'm off to stop the world

It's left spinnin like a twist-a-whirl

This ain't amusment, I'm a loser

Two cents, two cents, all this bullshit, uh

Got my two cents

But everybody seems to have the same chain but can't break my fiver

Two cents, (yeah right) but can't spend nothing if I'm holdin' my cup, it's like

If you come down and just breathe, and just breathe in and out

You'll feel a whole lot better, close your eyes

Look at me, if you can't see them, then they can't see you

Right, close your eyes

I can never be what I wanna be

Nothin' but a man

Nothin's even inside of me

Nothin I can understand

If I try, and so I try

To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand

I can never be what I wanna be

Nothin' but a man

Nothin's even inside of me

Nothin I can understand

If I try, and so I try

To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand

Of this,

And It's strained to think

It might break

Scratch, Crack, Silence,

This,

And It's strained to think

It might break

Scratch, Crack,

I,

Live in a city, like any other

We all live alone

The only difference is we don't seem to know it

Frozen and lonesome,

When it's cold

In the summer gotta wait for the loathing

Holding, our posture so low

And we drink so there's not much worth noting

Strolling, so vacant, so shaken, so grown, so god! so mistaken

So broke, so, so complacent, so worn out, so worn out, so worn out

So full of doubt, so full of restraint

So full of that self-control, or the lack thereof

That we thought was soul

If you come down and just breathe, and just breathe in and out

You'll feel a whole lot better, close your eyes

Need to see if you can't see them, then they can't see you

Right, close your eyes

I can never be what I wanna be

Nothin' but a man

Nothin's even inside of me

Nothin I can understand

If I try, and so I try

To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand

Thanks to POSFanOmgKewl for these lyrics