Rockstar lifestyle, might not make it
Like any other motherfucker on the train it's the same shit
Just a scumbag sleeping on his side uptown
Hold on to your highs so that you never come down
I've been scratching at the corners, I've been tearing out the seams
Cause I'm just itching for a piece of you it's driving me crazy
Bloodshot thoughts and the parts of a song I should write
Aren't the only things to keep a head crowded tonight
Alright, alright
So if you're looking for a light
Find a friend and step outside
Rockstar lifestyle, don't get paid shit
Spend daytime denying the night-time arrangements
No I ain't a liar, you could call me a dilettante
In your head at night you say whatever you want, yeah
Whatever you like, you'll be a silent savant all night
Ate up a whole big bottle of dreams
I saw the prettiest things you could conceive
And I'm fucked, I lost touch an hour ago
All the bright buzzing sounds go
Burned a hole in my throat with a British cigarette
Well, it wasn't just one, but seventeen to be correct
Have you seen my friend Kolt?
He's got that rockstar lifestyle, might not make it
credits
from Lame Brain,
released March 22, 2016
charlie gray - vocals, electric guitar
jackson kolt - vocals, tenor saxophone
jenny queen - bass, vocals
fried puba chicken sandwich - drums, vocals
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