Into It. Over It.
Into It. Over It. - Upstate Blues songtekst
Je score:
I think you've had enough to handle And I can see it in your smile It's become a function of her fashion As if satisfaction's going out of style It's just a blessing of reception And I see sorrow in your eyes Oh let the candidate for caution Crossing your sentimental lines If it's okay could I stay a while Color coded in calming you The walls are barren, they're just like you Hardly motivated and destitute design Upstate blues they could paint this room Cold and grey like New York in you I didn't want to stay here but you couldn't wait to leave A whole community of people never sleeping only drinking alone They soak their twenties into tens its like their twenties never end Upstate blues they could paint this room Cold and grey like New York in you I survey the scene I see If misery loves company than what does that make me Dusting for prints here And chasing the names of the friends who've escaped you I've begged you to leave Niagara, it makes headstones Turn out the tricks beneath your sleeves So you can see what you've always feared I know this all seems absurd to hear But I couldn't follow through Upstate blues they will paint your room Cold and grey like New York in you