5 twenty 5 - tim barry
Can it be that i'm just nervous and you've just given up, is it too much to ask for a little honesty here, we've been friends since we wake up to, cookie cutter houses growing up on every empty lot, property tax going up wages not. can it be that i'm just nervous, and you've just given up. we've got coffee on every corner, and phones with clash ring tones, making 8 bucks an hour paying 800 to rent alone, with televisions blinking in every room in the home, commute going longer car payments over due, can it be that im just nervous, and you just do what you got to do. we're walking dogs without leashes, past parked cars on busy streets, next to no trespass signs, blocking fields of perfect green. it's that same old sinking feeling, but you don't know what it means, you just feel like somethings missing, man you sure feel incomplete, i figure i'm just getting nervous, and you're content just to leave it be. we feel no connection to our families, and our friends ain't really friends, we get together on holidays and occasional weekends, plagued with commitments, proven useless in the end, what's the point of always smiling, to help others find content, you may say i'm getting nervous, but i feel like i'm just fucking caving in.