Texty písní The Dirty Heads

The Dirty Heads

Realize It

Feeling South but you're warm up in your North Face

It's all perspective: you the jockey of the horserace

Think you got it bad while someone living off of your waste

Waiting like a music lover looking for that chord change

Game of life, this no fucking board game

We put in work and paid our dues before the tours bang

Back when we were barely eating, sleeping on the floor stained

Now we joining people all together like we ordained

Everybody's gotta make mistakes

Everybody's gotta feel heartache

Everybody's gotta love someone

Someone to realize it

To realize it

To realize it

To realize it, yeah

These psychedelic undertones, they circulate my mindframe

Trouble comes my way, but I just faze it out like day dreams

Born in the '80s, but my heart lives in the '60s in a meadow full of daisies, running naked with some gypsies, man

Half empty glasses overflow with expectations

I take opportunities and make them revelations

We all got the same 24, man life's an audible

Call ya own plays, or you'll get played up like some pocket pool

Everybody's gotta make mistakes

Everybody's gotta feel heartache

Everybody's gotta love someone

Someone to realize it

To realize it

To realize it

To realize it, yeah

Spaced out and you're feeling high, but your head's down waiting

Laced out in a golden jewels, but you miss that craving

Photo on that brain's the truth outta what you've been faking

Now you're looking up at the skies saying, "someone, save me."

Someone to realize it

To realize it

To realize it

To realize it, yeah

Someone to realize it

To realize it

To realize it

To realize it, yeah