P.o.sis Ruining My Life Lyrics - You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having - Atmosphere

It was buried under a flask and uh 

Caught peekin' from the bottom of a glass 

All this nonsense, incense, common sense, consequence 

Indulgence in bourbon, this 'urb, between city kids 

It's disturbed 

Up and around to see the same shit from her 

She gets so silent, watchin' life just pass by in a blur 

Ain't it funny? 

We can sneak into our lives undisturbed? 

Over the perfect things to say 

And then just choke on the words? 

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Everybody wanna be the next 

Everybody wanna be in step 

Everybody wanna fuck 

Everybody want the consequence of playin' the fence 

Everybody's got shit luck 

Everybody wanna move to they own beat 

Everybody wanna make a dent 

Every girl is lookin' for the next best thing 

Every boy's in love with his girl's best friend 

Everybody hates me 

Everybody wanna fight 

We can't stand to wake up in the sun 

But can't sleep in the moonlight 

I'm right there wit ya 

I'm sicker than my own skin 

I got the clothes and the jaded grin 

I'm at the bar or the coffee shop 

But I don't like drinkin' 

And I fuckin' hate coffee shops 

I'm off the stop and roll 

It's best spin like a twist-a-whirl 

This ain't amusment, I'm a loser 

It was bullshit, It was bullshit, uh 

Got two cents 

But everybody seems to have the same chain but can't break my five-oh 

Two cents, (yeah right) but can't spend nothing if I'm holdin' the carp it's like 

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If you come down and just breathe, and just breathe in and out 

You'll feel a whole lot better, close your eyes 

Need to be if you can't see them, then they can't see you 

Right, close your eyes 

I can never be what I wanna be 

Nothin' but a man 

Nothin's even inside of me 

Nothin I can understand 

If I try, and so I try 

To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand 

I can never be what I wanna be 

Nothin' but a man 

Nothin's even inside of me 

Nothin I can understand 

If I try, and so I try 

To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand 

This, 

And It's strained to think 

It might break 

Scratch, Crack, Silence, 

This, 

And It's strained to think 

It might break 

Scratch, Crack, 

Ah! 

Livein the city, like any other 

We all live alone 

The only difference is we don't seem to know it 

Frozen and lonesome, 

When it's cold 

In the summer gotta wait for the loathing 

Holding, our posture so low 

And we drink so there's not much worth noting 

Strolling, so vagrant, so shaken, so grown, so god so mistaken 

So broke, so, so complacent, so worn out, so worn out, so worn out 

So full of doubt, so full of restrain 

So full of that self-control, or the lack thereof 

That we thought was soul 

If you come down and just breathe, and just breathe in and out 

You'll feel a whole lot better, close your eyes 

Need to see if you can't see them, then they can't see you 

Right, close your eyes 

I can never be what I wanna be 

Nothin' but a man 

Nothin's even inside of me 

Nothin I can understand 

If I try, and so I try 

To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand