Year of the Beard
We go back to the morning one by one
It doesn't seem like it's any fun anymore
The night takes a toll on our bodies
So raise a glass to getting older
Rinse, repeat, and wake up sober
Things haven't changed, when will they?
Hold tight, 'cause I don't have an answer
I'll forget long before I ever do
If one more person even tries to explain
I think I'll go insane
Hold tight, 'cause I don't have an answer
I will die long before I ever do
If I can't commit to thinking it through
I don't know what I'll do
I got a couple of demons I tend to believe in
If you wanna meet them tonight
They come in a sequence like bad DNA within my blood
But something don't feel right, I start to get uptight
Can we go home, it's after midnight
How could I have become another stick in the mud
Hold tight, 'cause I don't have an answer
I'll forget long before I ever do
If one more person even tries to explain
I think I'll go insane
Hold tight, 'cause I don't have an answer
I will die long before I ever do
If I can't commit to thinking it through
I don't know what I'll do
It's the Year of the Beard
And the lines on my face run deep and they disappear
But only in my mind
It's the year of excuses
Should I lie? Should I try to become more reclusive?
I wish I had more time
It's the Year of the Beard
It doesn't seem like it's any fun anymore
The night takes a toll on our bodies
So raise a glass to getting older
Rinse, repeat, and wake up sober
Things haven't changed, when will they?
Hold tight, 'cause I don't have an answer
I'll forget long before I ever do
If one more person even tries to explain
I think I'll go insane
Hold tight, 'cause I don't have an answer
I will die long before I ever do
If I can't commit to thinking it through
I don't know what I'll do
I got a couple of demons I tend to believe in
If you wanna meet them tonight
They come in a sequence like bad DNA within my blood
But something don't feel right, I start to get uptight
Can we go home, it's after midnight
How could I have become another stick in the mud
Hold tight, 'cause I don't have an answer
I'll forget long before I ever do
If one more person even tries to explain
I think I'll go insane
Hold tight, 'cause I don't have an answer
I will die long before I ever do
If I can't commit to thinking it through
I don't know what I'll do
It's the Year of the Beard
And the lines on my face run deep and they disappear
But only in my mind
It's the year of excuses
Should I lie? Should I try to become more reclusive?
I wish I had more time
It's the Year of the Beard
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Writer(s): Jason Porter
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