Here's to all the times you fucked up. The little voice in your head telling you "I told you so".
lyrics
Well look at you right down the road
You seem to be all stumbled up well don't you worry lad
Did you just get back from a show
Didn't go too well I bet, what with that look on your face
They say that bad things come with good, but I don't believe in falsehoods
I'm sure you'll agree, right after what you've been through
You play a wrong note here and there, you buy her a drink unaware
That it won't get you quite, where your eyes set cause it's
Alright now, cause everybody knows
You ain't the first to fuck up though I guess you could suppose
So don't come crawling over, asking for a plea
Cause all you'll get from me is that I told you so
So there you go, back at home
Way too drunk to understand, whisked in another land
I bet it must feel really good
To run and run and run away from it all, full of regret
And all of the liquor you sip, you know it won't do you jack shit
It barely dulls the pain, mental drain, keeps you insane
I'll always be tugging at you, and never letting go of you
Just so that I can be the first one to tell you that it's
Alright now, cause everybody knows
You ain't the first to fuck up though I guess you could suppose
So don't come crawling over, asking for a plea
Cause all you'll get from me is that I told you so
Alright now, cause everybody knows
You ain't the first to fuck up though I guess you could suppose
So don't come crawling over, asking for a plea
Cause all you'll get from me is that I told you so
You know this life is filled with what-ifs and so-whats
The kinda thing that makes you want to throw up
Well hindsight's, a nasty old bag of tricks
Come on boys let's go its one-two-three-four-five-six
No matter what I do I always screw up
I laugh and smirk to hide my awful fuck-ups
I know I'm quite the damn hypocrite but
I'm sick and tired of everybody telling me it's
Alright now, cause everybody knows
You ain't the first to fuck up though I guess you could suppose
So don't come crawling over, asking for a plea
Cause all you'll get from me is that I told you so
Alright now, cause everybody knows
You ain't the first to fuck up though I guess you could suppose
So don't come crawling over, asking for a plea
Cause all you'll get from me is that I told you so
credits
from Stasis,
released September 15, 2018
Music and Lyrics: Michael Rossi
Music: Gabriel Motta
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