Letra de 'Police / / You're Outta Here' de Sports

The walk from my apartment to the train tracks has never seemed
So fucking long and so fucking cold just bring me to peace
My life is nothing more than constant cries of disappointment
I’ve leveraged all my time in hobbies that aren’t valued and unimportant

But still I come

I fear myself and I realized that I'm stuck in the same place
I'm a manic depressive who spends all his time in a basement in brookline
I say I try but what that really means I complain constantly
About growing older and dying in my sleep
I’ve given up on almost everything that I’ve come in contact with recently
All that I have going for me is playing games made for kids in their teens

I fear myself and I realized that I'm stuck in the same place
I'm a manic depressive who spends all his time in a basement in brookline
I say I try but what that really means I complain constantly
About growing older and dying in my sleep

I'll never be anything more than nothing
I'll never be anything more than nothing
I'll never be anything more than nothing
I'll never be anything more than nothing

I'll never be anything more than nothing
I'll never be anything more than nothing
I'll never be anything more than nothing
I'll never be anything more than nothing

I’ll draw a card and pass my turn
Looks like I'm all tapped out
I’ll throw a bolt into your face

That’s all I think about
That’s all I think about
That’s all I think about
That’s all I think about
That’s all I think about

Nothing ever seems to change
Whether I want it I always stay the same
I keep thinking that something I’ll do
Will pull me from this home that keeps pulling me in
You’re pulling me in