Jonathan Wilson - Living with Myself lyrics
[Jonathan Wilson - Living with Myself lyrics]
God every single day i'm living with myself
I know not enough of whom I speak
I'm living like the Sheriff man
Patrolling this dirty boulevard
Hey, look, these Aviators, man
They completely cover my
I'm sailing on the air sometimes
And I'm really breathing deep this time
But then it comes (comes, comes)
That same old nagging feeling
I need to do wrong (wrong, wrong)
The lies, I start to believe them
I'm living with my purest
Pleasures as my memories
I'm living with a mess, I guess
I'll never even clean
I'm loving when I slide my hands
Inside a dirty deck of cards
Hey, look, these Aviators, man
They completely cover my
I'm sailing on the air sometimes
And I'm really breathing deep this time
I'm sailing on the air sometimes
And I'm really breathing deep this time
I know there was a place so long ago
Where I could go to find faith and purity
But nothing that sweet could ever inspire me
These darker thoughts
They are now guiding me
So it goes (goes, goes)
That same old nagging feeling
To do wrong (wrong, wrong)
The lies, I start to believe them, oh
I'm living with myself, I guess
I'm living with myself, I guess
I'm living with myself, I guess
I'm living with myself, I guess
I'm living with myself, I guess
I'm living with myself, I guess
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