Marking

Lyrics

Paid my dues back in NYC Busking for the rats by the ACE So I headed out West to start my band Staked my claim in the promised la-la-land Playing weddings out in Pasadena Rocking crappy covers of Celene and Tina But when do you start to really live When what you love takes from you till there's nothing left to give Marking Going through the motions When's it my turn, when's it my turn Burning through the best years of my life I'm marking Tell me I'm ready Feeling unsteady but at least I still can feel If I gotta beg or steal Cause I gotta, gotta live for real Two years of going by coastal Going bipolar Going nearly postal They say my talent can't be denied As I attack Love Shack and Electric Slide But none of these gigs play in my own tune As they cut the cake, I pop balloons And after it's done, I feel alone Cause I ain't ever gonna have one of my own Just marking Going through the motions When's it my turn, when's it my turn Burning through the best years of my life I'm marking Tell me I'm ready Feeling unsteady but at least I still can feel If I can break or make a deal Cause I gotta, gotta live for once I wanna finally feel what it's like to really win To focus all this energy that I've been holding in I have this fire in me I have to have my say No more asking why Just no more YMCA Marking Going through the motions Now it's my turn, now it's my turn No more burning through the best years of my life Marking Tell me I'm ready Feeling unsteady but at least I still can feel I'm making my appeal Cuz I gotta, gotta live for real Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh No Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh No Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh No Gotta, gotta live for real