I've learned to settle down,
I've learned to pin pain like a gown,
And when you've tackled the line,
I'm in the end of time,
Because you sit there on the chair,
While I spend my life climbing up endless stairs.
When you turn back around,
I'm laying on the ground,
I look like I'm dead,
When I really just need a bed.
I kick and punch like a little tyke,
And that's when you press dislike.
Dec 17, 2011
Dec 17, 2011 at 10:50 PM UTC
I've learned to settle down,
I've learned to pin pain like a gown,
And when you've tackled the line,
I'm in the end of time,
Because you sit there on the chair,
While I spend my life climbing up endless stairs.
When you turn back around,
I'm laying on the ground,
I look like I'm dead,
When I really just need a bed.
I kick and punch like a little tyke,
And that's when you press dislike.
