DRY by Worn-Tin Lyrics

Walked Streets, Ventured out in the dark
Drifter asked for some change while he was pushin his cart
It's Just a facade with some old accolades
Burning a hole inside the world of today

My ears catch the call of the proud and spade
Boxed up so nicely, unaware of the pain
I guess that everyone makes the same mistakes
While the trash blocks the fire escape

Chorus:
You may believe me
I know it's not that bad
but what I'm used to, I just don't get right back
I like the neighbors, they seem to know me too
It makes me so sad when I'm stuck with you

Fistful of things that you find on the page
Perfect fit slacks that reveal your last name
It's a new chapter, a whole new start
Either you're living or falling apart
Chorus:
You may believe me
I know it's not that bad
but what I'm used to, I just don't get right back
I like the neighbors, they seem to know me too
It makes me so sad when I'm stuck with you