Singing Underwater
I ain't no jukebox hero I didn't write Wonderwall
And I don't play the guitar or sing that well at all
My songs are for the campfire on summer river nights
But every now and then I think let's play an open mic
I get do sam nervous they call it the stage fright
It's like fear and loathing but without the Vegas lights
Before I even start playing the sweat begins to pour
I can't ever catch my breath what I am I doing this for
'Cause it's like singing underwater while someone holds you down
You struggle up to catch a breath but you get pulled right back down
It's like a wave of inexplicable existential dread
It's like those nights as a kid and monsters under your bed
It's like that first girl or boy who you really liked
Rehearsed the words a hundred times but it would never come out right
An open mic's a clinical anxiety attack
You meditate and get in your space but you just can't knock it back
It's like singing underwater while someone holds you down
You struggle up to catch a breath but you get pulled right back down
It's like singing underwater while someone holds you down
You struggle up to catch a breath but you get pulled right back down
I've tried to imagine the audience in their underwear
And once I acted like there wasn't anybody there
That one didn't work out well as I found out rather quick
I won't be going back to that bar 'cause that's the end of it
And though nothing's ever worked including weed booze pills and more
Here I am once again sweating through every pore
Every time I finish playing one I say that's it no more
But it only takes a month or two then I come back through that door
'Cause it's like singing underwater while someone holds you down
You struggle up to catch a breath but you get pulled right back down
It's like a wave of inexplicable existential dread
It's like those nights as a kid and monsters under your bed
It's like that first girl or boy who you really liked
Rehearsed the words a hundred times but it would never come out right
An open mic's a clinical anxiety attack
You meditate and get in your space but you just can't knock it back
It's like singing underwater while someone holds you down
You struggle up to catch a breath but you get pulled right back down
It's like singing underwater while someone holds you down
You struggle up to catch a breath but you get pulled right back down
It's like singing underwater while someone holds you down
You struggle up to catch a breath but you get pulled right back down
And I don't play the guitar or sing that well at all
My songs are for the campfire on summer river nights
But every now and then I think let's play an open mic
I get do sam nervous they call it the stage fright
It's like fear and loathing but without the Vegas lights
Before I even start playing the sweat begins to pour
I can't ever catch my breath what I am I doing this for
'Cause it's like singing underwater while someone holds you down
You struggle up to catch a breath but you get pulled right back down
It's like a wave of inexplicable existential dread
It's like those nights as a kid and monsters under your bed
It's like that first girl or boy who you really liked
Rehearsed the words a hundred times but it would never come out right
An open mic's a clinical anxiety attack
You meditate and get in your space but you just can't knock it back
It's like singing underwater while someone holds you down
You struggle up to catch a breath but you get pulled right back down
It's like singing underwater while someone holds you down
You struggle up to catch a breath but you get pulled right back down
I've tried to imagine the audience in their underwear
And once I acted like there wasn't anybody there
That one didn't work out well as I found out rather quick
I won't be going back to that bar 'cause that's the end of it
And though nothing's ever worked including weed booze pills and more
Here I am once again sweating through every pore
Every time I finish playing one I say that's it no more
But it only takes a month or two then I come back through that door
'Cause it's like singing underwater while someone holds you down
You struggle up to catch a breath but you get pulled right back down
It's like a wave of inexplicable existential dread
It's like those nights as a kid and monsters under your bed
It's like that first girl or boy who you really liked
Rehearsed the words a hundred times but it would never come out right
An open mic's a clinical anxiety attack
You meditate and get in your space but you just can't knock it back
It's like singing underwater while someone holds you down
You struggle up to catch a breath but you get pulled right back down
It's like singing underwater while someone holds you down
You struggle up to catch a breath but you get pulled right back down
It's like singing underwater while someone holds you down
You struggle up to catch a breath but you get pulled right back down
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Michael Mcconnell
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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