Lyrics

Some people are just lucky I guess and they're born looking tired Some people But weren't we always in a hurry and an hour late for everything And now is bitter somehow better than being not even a little lost or looking? Aren't there so many little moves to make the open show it's middle? But I know if any one is memorized it'll never work again And we gotta work to sleep Half asleep everyone looks funny half asleep Everyone looks funny half asleep everyone looks funny This rain and you Olivia stomp and pout and fall and fall Each drop a blessing in this heat that needs a breaking Well is bitter somehow better than being not even a little lost or looking