Coughing Crazed trying to feel things trying to be happy just two kids, guitar playing broken hearts healing we are cough crazed and sad some days Vibrations always find their way through the soles of her shoes...
She hates the days when her soul fades away can't keep up with the daily day and there isn't any way that you could make me say that I love the way life treats us Like trust for something that rusts I must keep my head off of the floor metaphor number four can ya catch me or can ya catch no more? I'm mean like that and I ain't even roar I bet your brain is sore from this rap of sorts I bet I ****** you off down to your core, she's singing:
I'm just a sad clown only around when I'm not wanted we're just two coughing crazed kids trying to not be forgotten but now we've become unresponsive...
Coughing crazed trying to feel things trying to be happy just two kids, guitar playing broken hearts healing we are cough crazed and sad some days Vibrations always find their way through his finger tips like magic...
He hates it when they tell him that he can accomplish so much more do they not get it? That he's trying to not be sore anymore just close the drawer it's time to move on but he won't forgive and forget she stung him in the chest he was crying from it so overwhelming everything turns ain't it absurd how much they expect all he needs is respect but they'll never give him it so tired of trying and that's when he starts singing:
I'm just a sad clown only around when I'm not wanted we're just two coughing crazed kids trying to not be forgotten but now we've become unresponsive...
**We're just sad clowns only around when we're not wanted we're just two coughing crazed kids trying to not be forgotten but now we've become unresponsive...
I wrote this with one of my best friends, he wrote the second verse about the girl, and I wrote everything else. I guess it's kind of supposed to me a rap, I'd like to think it tells a story.