Fickle Friends - Yeah Yeah Yeah lyrics
[Fickle Friends - Yeah Yeah Yeah lyrics]
Limbo is a weird place to be
Full of empty pages and idiosyncrasies
Shouting in the Grand Canyon
Hearing my own voice
Echoing, echoing, echoing what is the point?
Too much too much time to compare
Can't stop fucking about
And laying in my underwear
Shouting in the Grand Canyon
Hearing my own voice
Echoing, echoing, echoing what is the point?
Where is my purpose? These days are endless
Counting them one by one end of the month
What have I done? Nobody needs me
Nobody wants me or knows I'm losing it
And it sounds like
I'm going wild going crazy
Getting a fever from the headache, yeah
I cannot ignore the inner voices
Echoing, echoing, echo and it sounds like
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea yeah
It's echoing, echoing
Echo and it sounds like
My head is a dark place to be
Full of big black holes, tornados spiraling
Shouting in the Grand Canyon
Hearing my own voice
Echoing, echoing, echoing what is the point?
Where is my purpose? These days are endless
Counting them one by one end of the month
What have I done? Nobody needs me
Nobody wants me or knows I'm losing it
And it sounds like
I'm going wild going crazy
Getting a fever from the headache, yeah
I can not ignore the inner voices
Echoing, echoing, echo and it sounds like
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea yeah
It's echoing, echoing
Echo and it sounds like
Where is my purpose? These days are endless
Counting them one by one end of the month
What have I done? Nobody needs me
Nobody wants me or knows I'm losing it
And it sounds like
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea yeah
It's echoing, echoing, echo
And it sounds like
Full of empty pages and idiosyncrasies
Shouting in the Grand Canyon
Hearing my own voice
Echoing, echoing, echoing what is the point?
Too much too much time to compare
Can't stop fucking about
And laying in my underwear
Shouting in the Grand Canyon
Hearing my own voice
Echoing, echoing, echoing what is the point?
Where is my purpose? These days are endless
Counting them one by one end of the month
What have I done? Nobody needs me
Nobody wants me or knows I'm losing it
And it sounds like
I'm going wild going crazy
Getting a fever from the headache, yeah
I cannot ignore the inner voices
Echoing, echoing, echo and it sounds like
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea yeah
It's echoing, echoing
Echo and it sounds like
My head is a dark place to be
Full of big black holes, tornados spiraling
Shouting in the Grand Canyon
Hearing my own voice
Echoing, echoing, echoing what is the point?
Where is my purpose? These days are endless
Counting them one by one end of the month
What have I done? Nobody needs me
Nobody wants me or knows I'm losing it
And it sounds like
I'm going wild going crazy
Getting a fever from the headache, yeah
I can not ignore the inner voices
Echoing, echoing, echo and it sounds like
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea yeah
It's echoing, echoing
Echo and it sounds like
Where is my purpose? These days are endless
Counting them one by one end of the month
What have I done? Nobody needs me
Nobody wants me or knows I'm losing it
And it sounds like
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea yeah
It's echoing, echoing, echo
And it sounds like