Testo di House Address

I'm a clenched fist Distorted and clutching hope Beneath these two tired, broken wrists I'm tired of it I'm always running from this Relentless in its dissonance Let's consider this something I won't soon forget Eventually, I've to get used to "remember when." Hey man Remember those nights in richmond And the way I never knew what they meant? I'm tired of these toss-ups and all this feigned motivation But I've always felt fine singing in your basement Let's consider this something I won't soon forget Eventually, I've got to get used to "remember when." I'm not the sum of my own parts Just a rough combination of the people I've met so far Let's consider this something I won't soon forget Eventually, I've got to get used to "remember when."