Alarm Clocks and Church Bells

The A-B Theory

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    Alarm clocks and church bells go off in my head
    Both equal reminders there's no escaping death
    While I'm at a bar sitting all by myself
    Scribbling shitty poems about time on my napkin

    No matter where I drive
    Every light and street sign
    Reminds me I'm stuck tonight
    Wishing I'd
    Done more with my time
    Than waste it on these lines
    I go back to my apartment
    To lie on my bed

    So stuck with this feeling that I live my life
    In a green screen room as each scene passes by
    I pull my sheets closer, and stare blankly outside
    As the fog masks my window, I know all things eventually subside

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    No matter where I drive
    Every light and street sign
    Reminds me I'm stuck tonight
    Wishing I'd
    Done more with my time
    Than waste it on these lines
    I remain in my apartment
    Rotting in my bed

    Alarm clocks and church bells
    Are constant reminders
    I need to start changing
    Or at least make some progress

    From the wheel to the airplane
    And all the architecture
    Every great invention
    All done without measure

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