I woke up in pieces on the side of the street
With two young innocent eyes staring straight at me
And she said, "Who the Hell are you supposed to be?"
Yeah, she said, "Who the Hell are you supposed to be?"
Well that got me thinking - Dug deep in my soul
And the fact of the matter is I'm twenty-two years old
And I feel like nothing I ever do even matters
In fact, I know that nothing I ever do even matters
And so I sink to the bottom of it all
At least here I know I've got nowhere left to fall
I see the lights on the turnpike, I see the lines in the sand
I can feel a glass ceiling with both my hands
I spent every day of my life wanting what they have
Every day of my fucking life wanting what they have
And so I sink to the bottom of it all
At least here I know I've got nowhere left to fall
And so maybe now I can do my best
to find something other than hopelessness
So I sink to the bottom of it all
Rising Philadelphia band balance oversized pop punk hooks with vivid, intimate lyrics, presenting a raw, honest vision of guitar music. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2022