Shippensburg Lyrics - Volume 2 - Cky

You know what makes me happy 

The things that make you sad 

The feel that I controls absorbed by the radio jag 

I found my indecision 

The product of the media grime 

And now I'm on the wings 

The things that make you sad 

The feel that I control have you press rewind 

Don't bother to respond 

Hoping that you'll hear 

Close, close, yeah close the light 

You love to hear me again And when the sun beams down all of your lies 

The classic act of feeling is that of a memory 

The sky's all grey in the barracks I know I'm a lousy hero 

And you are peering down through parascopic eyes 

Close, close, yeah close (conscience) 

We'll drive the band to Shippensberg and hope that we get played 

I try to hide the fact that I'm afraid 

The things that were so meaningless 'til the next one comes along 

And in the end of a season the voices turn it all off 

I try to hide the fact that I'm afraid 

We'll drive the band to Shippensberg and hope that we get played