Pixies by Kendall Swan Lyrics

You hop out your car, smoking hand rolled cigarettes
An awful taste, but it’s your image and you stick with it
Your sick of kids and partying, but this one, well everybody goes
But you’re an old soul, tattooed your arm so everybody knows
You gotta make sure everybody knows
You’re making your rounds, gracing circles, blessing them
But these aren’t conversations because you’re not listening
Just waiting to talk, you think in accolades and oh my god it shows
Like you don’t care, you cut off your jeans so everybody knows
You gotta make sure everybody knows

But I don’t care if you listen to The Pixies
I’m goddamn tired of you spouting all the names that you know
Drop the flare, man, just hit me with the kicks please
I hate this game, man, I am walking home

Now I’m off the clock, a no one that the crowd adores
And I wanna rock, but I’m a microphone without a chord
I spit philosophy, my heart’s a concert, yet nobody shows
It’s just not fair, cause when I’m on edge, then everybody knows
Yea, I’m on edge and everybody knows
But no one ever cares, that’s the truth, so deal with it
And let it get you high or let it make you feel the pit
But your world will topple down when piss-drunk off an ego your size
No one’s impressed, but it’s amazing when your mind believes your lies
My god, I wanna kick you in the teeth sometimes
But I don’t care if you listen to The Pixies
I’m goddamn tired of you spouting all the names that you know
Drop the flare, man, just hit me with the kicks please
I put my headphones in so I can let go