Under My Belt lyrics

Song information

Artist: The Broadways
Album: Broken Van

Lyrics

Count these days, feel like I ran a marathon
More like a cigarette-a-thon, one three month day
Six more lanes, so much concrete seems irrational
I've never felt more unnatural
I watch exhaust blow
I see that your dead behind your eyes
All this convenience could never fill the hole that I've dug inside
Real things seem hard to find
Armed to the teeth
Lets kill off every animal, be the only species not extinct
Then well have a feast
People seem so strange its like they've all been zombified
Blurred street lights fill my crying eyes
I grew some food from the ground
One thing that made sense in a world
That seems so fucking upside down
Washed away this winders reoccuring theme
Of feeling lost and incomplete
Another winters under my belt strip malls they buried corn fields
Alcohol is burying me, cut me off while my hearts still beating
All these stupid games with their fancy names
They'll never make you free
They'll make you numb they dont mean anything

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"Broken Van" album track list