when you come in sometimes
you come in so
unbelievably loathsome
and feeling low
when you come in contact
with your reality
and how time is tightening its grip
and its becoming harder to breath
my feet hit the pavement
these streets are all wet
and my dreams are getting
washed down that drain again
it's the same one they got washed down last
and the year before that
fuck i gotta get out of here
and you feel so held down
you feel so held
cause it's piling up on top of you
well i smoked two joints
to try and grow wings
and fly outta here
but it's just made my ears ring
with all this screaming
that i gotta do
about this stupid situation
i find myself in with you
when my feet hit the pavement
remember it's not
it's not about what you are
it's about what you're not
and you feel so held down
you feel so held
cause it's piling up on top of you
credits
from The Black Bags,
released June 28, 2013
Marcel Levandier - Guitars and Vocals
Liz Solo - Drums and Backup Vocals
Mike Kean - Bass
Jody Richardson - Backup Vocals
Amy Joy - Backup Vocals
This Nashville trio make ultra-catchy indie rock (in the '90s sense of the term) with taut musicianship and a freewheeling spirit. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 2, 2021