Kent & Wythe
I thought by now I'd have it figured out
I thought by now I'd have the whole world in the palm of my hands
But I have just the opposite: a headful of questions and a growing list of increasing demands
I want to see clearly now
I want badly to know why I shoot my own foot every single time
Nothing is working right
Nothing is working right
Nothing is working right...
I must be doing something wrong
My life is not the way I want
These days they turn and go on and until I'm spun around tonight
Somewhere here between Kent and Wythe
Reach in my pocket grab my flask
Take a swig of Makers Mark and let it warm me down into my bones on this cold December night
Catching weird stares from all of the passersby
I once had a dream about this life, and in my dream everything was good
I was king and I ruled everything!
But lately, it seems my castle is crumbling around me...
I must be doing something wrong
I still don't have the life I want
I called, I tried, but it looks like I am all alone tonight
Somewhere here between Kent and Wythe
I know I'm doing something wrong
Where's the life I really want?
It runs and laughs at me from afar, as I stumble up the stairs tonight
I thought by now I'd have the whole world in the palm of my hands
But I have just the opposite: a headful of questions and a growing list of increasing demands
I want to see clearly now
I want badly to know why I shoot my own foot every single time
Nothing is working right
Nothing is working right
Nothing is working right...
I must be doing something wrong
My life is not the way I want
These days they turn and go on and until I'm spun around tonight
Somewhere here between Kent and Wythe
Reach in my pocket grab my flask
Take a swig of Makers Mark and let it warm me down into my bones on this cold December night
Catching weird stares from all of the passersby
I once had a dream about this life, and in my dream everything was good
I was king and I ruled everything!
But lately, it seems my castle is crumbling around me...
I must be doing something wrong
I still don't have the life I want
I called, I tried, but it looks like I am all alone tonight
Somewhere here between Kent and Wythe
I know I'm doing something wrong
Where's the life I really want?
It runs and laughs at me from afar, as I stumble up the stairs tonight
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Writer(s): Abeer Khaliquewithc
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