Picture this, two banana splits
Sitting in a diner off the route 66
Tryna making a living outta this
Tough shit!
But people in the movies do it just like this
Fast forward, internet explorers
Searching for an answer but now things are getting awkward
What if this was never gonna fit?
Just quit!
But who the fuck are we, if we're not doing this?
Bleeding from my chest and biting out my tongue, but
Do you really think I'm trying?
Too afraid to walk lest I forget to run, but
Do you really think that's fighting?
Oooh, we stare into a light that's blinding
Oooh, 'cause this living feels a lot like dying
Next gig, checking out the rig
A couple minutes later and we've busted up our shit
So how are we to know what is legit?
Or not another sign that we should quit
So here we are, may not have gotten far
There's nothing like a change of pace to make you fall apart
But maybe that's the thing with making art
You won't know where you're going but you might find who you are
Bleeding from my chest and biting out my tongue, but
Do you really think I'm trying?
Too afraid to walk lest I forget to run, but
Do you really think that's fighting?
Oooh, we stare into a light that's blinding
Oooh, 'cause this living feels a lot like dying