I Think I Hear My Dad Yelling at the Band

I sat in my car and fought all the fears
That lately I've been plagued with
I heard what you said
I know what you want
But frankly, I'm a vagrant
I'll feed you a line
You'll throw up your arms and tell me I am thankless
I just wanna write some dumb little lines
You'll tell me I can't do this

I assure you that no one is listening
To a sad excuse for a new muse
Glistening under the cold basement lights in his parent's house
It's pretentious to think that someone will hear the sounds
From your parent's house (with no one around)...

At your parent's house they want you
To drown all your feelings out
In silence just like everybody else

Everyone else, everyone else
Why can't you be just like everyone else?
In silence
We don't have the time to hear your sounds of violence
Suffer in silence
Would you turn that music down!?



Credits
Writer(s): Scott Vickery
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