Machine Gun Nun

I am approaching 21 and I still can't drive
I am approaching 21, I am barely alive
I fear change
It is the sentimental feeling that holds me back
Give me a comprehensive list of the things I lack
I need to change
I am losing at a steadily growing rate
It is the only real improvement I've made to date
I feel strange
You say that losers are just winners who hesitate
I say I think it's more that winners just never wait
And that's the same thing

Ahhh

I am still swimming in the sea of Virginia's eyes
It is a natural phenomenon when she cries
I get swept out
And I resurface on the shore of her rosy cheeks
I am just rolling down forever every time
She speaks to me
There is an automatic weapon going off in my lung
I am an automatic weapon in the hands of a nun
I'm ineffective
And I can be a sycophantic son of a bitch I know
I am a soppy teen television drama show to see

I'm pregnant and craving
I'm drunk and I'm raving
I'm drowning, I'm waving at you
I'm working, I'm slaving
I'm blunt razor shaving
I'm lost, I need saving from you

Ahhh



Credits
Writer(s): Francis Christie
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