P.O.S. - P.O.S. Is Ruining My Life lyrics
[P.O.S. - P.O.S. Is Ruining My Life lyrics]
(If you come down and just breathe
And just breathe in and out
You'll feel a whole lot better
If you come down and just breathe
And just breathe in and out)
It was buried under a flask and a
Caught peeking from the bottom of a glass
All this nonsense, innocense, common sense
Consequence
Indulgence in bourbon, this 'urb
Between city King's, it's disturbed
I look around to see the same shit from her
She could just sit silent
Watchin' life just pass by in a blur
Ain't it funny
We can sneak into our lives and then 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' the fence everybody's got shit luck
Everybody wanna move to they own 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 with ya
I'm sicker than my own skin
I got the clothes and a jaded grin
I'm at the bar or the coffee shop
But, I don't like drinkin' and
I fuckin' hate coffee shops i walk to stop
The world is spinnin' like a tilt-a-whirl
This ain't amusement, I'mma lose it
Two cents, two cents It was bullshit, uh
Got two cents but everybody seems
To have the same change
But can't break my five-o two cents
(yeah right) but can't spend nothing
If I'm holding a 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, disappear
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
To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand
This
And it's strained to think it might break
Scratch, crack, silence this
And it's strained I think it might break
Scratch, crack
I live in the 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 postures so low and we drink
So there's not much worth noting
Strolling, so vagrant, 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 taught the soul
If you come down and just breathe
And just breathe in and out
You'll feel a whole lot better
Close your eyes, disappear
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
To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand
This
And it's strained to think it might break
Scratch, crack, silence this
And it's strained I think it might break
Scratch, crack
I can never be what I wanna be
Nothin' but a man
Nothing'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
And just breathe in and out
You'll feel a whole lot better
If you come down and just breathe
And just breathe in and out)
It was buried under a flask and a
Caught peeking from the bottom of a glass
All this nonsense, innocense, common sense
Consequence
Indulgence in bourbon, this 'urb
Between city King's, it's disturbed
I look around to see the same shit from her
She could just sit silent
Watchin' life just pass by in a blur
Ain't it funny
We can sneak into our lives and then 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' the fence everybody's got shit luck
Everybody wanna move to they own 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 with ya
I'm sicker than my own skin
I got the clothes and a jaded grin
I'm at the bar or the coffee shop
But, I don't like drinkin' and
I fuckin' hate coffee shops i walk to stop
The world is spinnin' like a tilt-a-whirl
This ain't amusement, I'mma lose it
Two cents, two cents It was bullshit, uh
Got two cents but everybody seems
To have the same change
But can't break my five-o two cents
(yeah right) but can't spend nothing
If I'm holding a 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, disappear
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
To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand
This
And it's strained to think it might break
Scratch, crack, silence this
And it's strained I think it might break
Scratch, crack
I live in the 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 postures so low and we drink
So there's not much worth noting
Strolling, so vagrant, 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 taught the soul
If you come down and just breathe
And just breathe in and out
You'll feel a whole lot better
Close your eyes, disappear
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
To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand
This
And it's strained to think it might break
Scratch, crack, silence this
And it's strained I think it might break
Scratch, crack
I can never be what I wanna be
Nothin' but a man
Nothing'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