Kicking (Myself In The Face) کے بول

Like a train in the morning I'll wake you up without warning And I love the west coast I'm tired of holding my friends to a city Without a single reason, not to leave You said you'll go to Seattle And make some money selling weed Friends love friends moving on I'm so sick of being wrong Stop romanticizing problems It's killing children every day And I'm sitting on a stairwell Making sure that you're okay And you say you're on drugs now And the world's a beautiful place Friends love friends moving on I'm so sick of being wrong Friends love friends moving on I'm so sick of being wrong