In My Time

In my day I was young and crazy. Sure I didn't know nothing but now I'm lazy. One day I won't even know what was better. Then again, I won't know much of nothing anyway. Two worlds, one on each shoulder. I'm trying to tell ya. Pull on over on the shoulder. I'm driving. I know when I get older, I'm dying. But I got everything I need anyway, that's fine now.

That's fine now. That's fine.

In my time I was whack and wild. I was just being myself, damn. But then I said that it was trying on faces. One that erase my discreet graces. Pull on over on the shoulder. Ain't trying. But it's two worlds, one on each shoulder. I'm trying to turn. I know when we get older, I'm dying. But I got everything I need anyway, that's fine now.

That's fine now.

That's fine.

Kurt Vile

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Twelve Roses

What have I been doing here? And what's the biggest chase? How will we be listening when we're slipping out of the race? Roses pushed inside my palm, and rushing with the fun. You've already finished it when the notion's just begun. And I don't know what I'm doing here and I can't say why you would be here. And I've seen roses twelve feet tall. Hearts on their shoulders and that's not all.

Beach Fossils

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Ain't It A Shame

Ain't it a shame the way I am always putting you down, and ain't it a shame the way I am always fooling around. Thought I was a good man but you gotta understand, you know that I am not that strong. I can't say, dear, where I'll be in a year, but I really doubt that I am going to be around. You're crying, I'm sighing, girl you know it just ain't fair. You say that you love me and it seems though I don't care.

Well, ain't it a shame the way I put the rest above you, and ain't it a shame the way I never say I love you.

Know that you're my baby, know that I am just crazy. I don't like it any more than you. Between the lying and the fighting and the drinking and the crying, well, I really don't know just what else to do.

You're crying, I'm sighing, girl I know it just ain't fair. You say that you love me and it seems though I don't care. Well, ain't it a shame how you and me we always fight, and ain't it a shame the way I know I am always right, and ain't it a shame the way I leave you when you go to bed at night. Oh sorry, baby!

Nobunny

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