Everyone Smokes In The City by Been Stellar Lyrics
You’re dreaming
It will come to you
As long as you’re waiting
Your friends will comfort you
So you lie in your bed
With ideas in your head
And you think it’s a sign
Or a cheap way to rhyme
But the man tells you “no.”
Socialite is alone
So she’ll fight on the phone-
Yeah I think we’re alright
A gentle nod
And a year abroad
Another lord has risen
The king of indecision
So you’ll talk on the street
And you’ll stare at your feet
And he’ll say “how’s it been?”
So you click on your pen
Oh, the symphonies
Get the best of me
But it feels too right
Saying “I like the Frights.”
Every time you take it easy
Two plus you is three, believe me
I’m trying to tell you how to get home
The trains are estate, the cabs are unknown
The blood on your dress will drip from your nose
The stain is bright red
But so are your clothes
I’ll watch you fall down
I’ll stick around
Until enough becomes a lot
On second thought-
Can is, cannot
Keep going your lungs will stop
I’ll stay
Oh I’ll stay
A little past midnight anyways
Cause this rain
And Verlaine
Make this 40 Oz. turn into Champagne
Every time that I pick up my phone
I forget that I am not alone
Every time you try to tell me
This is all part of your story
I’m trying to find out where I call home
The pains of mistakes are too hard to own
The blood on my shirt will drip from your nose
The feelings that haunt you leave me alone-
And I, oh my, I forget how hard it hurts to try
You’ll find, my time
In your lungs that are connected right to mine
Take me in, take me out
It’s the arrogance that you can’t live without
So I’ll go back home
I’ll write some lyrics for the show
I’ll watch you fall down
I’ll stick around
Until enough becomes a lot
On second thought-
Can is, cannot
Keep going your lungs will stop
And god knows that I’d try to find a place for you and me
But it’s not the time, I have to go, I’ll call you, then you’ll see
It will come to you
As long as you’re waiting
Your friends will comfort you
So you lie in your bed
With ideas in your head
And you think it’s a sign
Or a cheap way to rhyme
But the man tells you “no.”
Socialite is alone
So she’ll fight on the phone-
Yeah I think we’re alright
A gentle nod
And a year abroad
Another lord has risen
The king of indecision
So you’ll talk on the street
And you’ll stare at your feet
And he’ll say “how’s it been?”
So you click on your pen
Oh, the symphonies
Get the best of me
But it feels too right
Saying “I like the Frights.”
Every time you take it easy
Two plus you is three, believe me
I’m trying to tell you how to get home
The trains are estate, the cabs are unknown
The blood on your dress will drip from your nose
The stain is bright red
But so are your clothes
I’ll watch you fall down
I’ll stick around
Until enough becomes a lot
On second thought-
Can is, cannot
Keep going your lungs will stop
I’ll stay
Oh I’ll stay
A little past midnight anyways
Cause this rain
And Verlaine
Make this 40 Oz. turn into Champagne
Every time that I pick up my phone
I forget that I am not alone
Every time you try to tell me
This is all part of your story
I’m trying to find out where I call home
The pains of mistakes are too hard to own
The blood on my shirt will drip from your nose
The feelings that haunt you leave me alone-
And I, oh my, I forget how hard it hurts to try
You’ll find, my time
In your lungs that are connected right to mine
Take me in, take me out
It’s the arrogance that you can’t live without
So I’ll go back home
I’ll write some lyrics for the show
I’ll watch you fall down
I’ll stick around
Until enough becomes a lot
On second thought-
Can is, cannot
Keep going your lungs will stop
And god knows that I’d try to find a place for you and me
But it’s not the time, I have to go, I’ll call you, then you’ll see