Share The Road Lyrics - Kind Of Like Spitting

Troubled at the office, troubled at the bank 

I put my hands against the tree line 

I know it's real but it still feels fake 

The last thing I remember from that world 

Was a drum take clicked out on the tape too slow 

Oh what a life we give 

Toward obsessions and curled toes 

And the death line that's running 

Through our friends as well as foes 

And the tree line looks over like a bending ghost 

As I go down this road of the bored and boring 

No one saw it coming, everyone was shocked 

So I bummed my roommate's helmet 

And keep a tight grip on my bike lock 

Take the side streets, keep my eyes closed 

Oh, it only takes a second to pass 

I've had some really nice people 

Say some really smart things to me 

I've had really nice people 

Bummer out here in this bed next to me