Teal by The Crooked Select Lyrics
[Hook 1: Neat Messy]
I just don’t know how to feel
My life is getting too real
I had a diamond in teal
Then it lost its appeal
Thoughts are just often concealed
In this city of steel
Try to stay eating, no stopping the meal
Take a chop of the veal
[Verse 1: Neat Messy]
Am I what you wanted me to be?
Don’t know what you wanted me to see
A white sheep with a golden fleece
Working till I’m hurting in the knees
Learning when I’m flirting with the bees
No returning, reasserting all my needs
No we burning somewhere out among the trees
No concerning anyone except for me
Cuz I been watching people leave all my life
And getting tired of it, that’s right
Ima stay writing past night
Cuz through this shit I take flight
I’ll get a couple shows at the Garden
And that’ll be me getting started
Have a need to fill up these pockets
Had a diamond and I lost it
[Hook 2: Neat Messy]
And I just don’t know how to feel
My life is getting too real
Don’t feel my hands on this wheel
Clouds in my automobile
[Verse 2: Neat Messy]
I could feel a change in the wind
Wrote a couple pages of sin
Running from the places I been
Looking for a change and a win
I do it all without a grin
Do it all without a grin
I could feel the weight on my skin
Little bit of liquor on the chin
And I’m wishing for my friends
They the ones that staying till the end
Other people praying on a trend
Equivalent to laying on a bed
Sleeping
I just don’t know how to feel
My life is getting too real
I had a diamond in teal
Then it lost its appeal
Thoughts are just often concealed
In this city of steel
Try to stay eating, no stopping the meal
Take a chop of the veal
[Verse 1: Neat Messy]
Am I what you wanted me to be?
Don’t know what you wanted me to see
A white sheep with a golden fleece
Working till I’m hurting in the knees
Learning when I’m flirting with the bees
No returning, reasserting all my needs
No we burning somewhere out among the trees
No concerning anyone except for me
Cuz I been watching people leave all my life
And getting tired of it, that’s right
Ima stay writing past night
Cuz through this shit I take flight
I’ll get a couple shows at the Garden
And that’ll be me getting started
Have a need to fill up these pockets
Had a diamond and I lost it
[Hook 2: Neat Messy]
And I just don’t know how to feel
My life is getting too real
Don’t feel my hands on this wheel
Clouds in my automobile
[Verse 2: Neat Messy]
I could feel a change in the wind
Wrote a couple pages of sin
Running from the places I been
Looking for a change and a win
I do it all without a grin
Do it all without a grin
I could feel the weight on my skin
Little bit of liquor on the chin
And I’m wishing for my friends
They the ones that staying till the end
Other people praying on a trend
Equivalent to laying on a bed
Sleeping