Running for Days by Jacob Langley Lyrics
You only smoke when you drink
You only drink when you're low
But lately it seams like you're one or both
You only laugh when you're high
So you get high all the time
Just to ease the pain on your troubled mind
Bud it feels like you've been running for days
Trying to keep up with their break neck pace
And it feels like you've been running for days
Can't stop the movement in your restless legs
You never learned how to say "no"
Foot the bill and pick up blow
No you recite all your lines with your noses
All day long from dusk till dawn
If you heard they turned up dead
I hope you heard wrong
But it feels like its been snowing for days
A white cloud looms over this God forsaken place
It feels like its been snowing for days
Cause I can't feel my face
One fateful night beneath that oak tree
You guessed it right
They both O.Ded
Spikes in their arms I won't forget
Life hit hard like a ton of brick
But it feels they've been sleepin for days
White sheets pulled over their faces
It feels like I've been asleep for days
This bed is an early grave
And you can call it a "crutch" if it helps you walk
And paint it as a promise if it's all talk
But talk is cheap and so are we
And take it for granted but when it's gone
You'll only relate to the saddest songs
I'm coming clean
But don't count on me
You only drink when you're low
But lately it seams like you're one or both
You only laugh when you're high
So you get high all the time
Just to ease the pain on your troubled mind
Bud it feels like you've been running for days
Trying to keep up with their break neck pace
And it feels like you've been running for days
Can't stop the movement in your restless legs
You never learned how to say "no"
Foot the bill and pick up blow
No you recite all your lines with your noses
All day long from dusk till dawn
If you heard they turned up dead
I hope you heard wrong
But it feels like its been snowing for days
A white cloud looms over this God forsaken place
It feels like its been snowing for days
Cause I can't feel my face
One fateful night beneath that oak tree
You guessed it right
They both O.Ded
Spikes in their arms I won't forget
Life hit hard like a ton of brick
But it feels they've been sleepin for days
White sheets pulled over their faces
It feels like I've been asleep for days
This bed is an early grave
And you can call it a "crutch" if it helps you walk
And paint it as a promise if it's all talk
But talk is cheap and so are we
And take it for granted but when it's gone
You'll only relate to the saddest songs
I'm coming clean
But don't count on me