Gas Mask Lyrics

Gas Mask - Rare Americans

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I've got a lot of pent up energy it seems

Couple nights of tossing, turning

Strange as dreams have ever been

Where am I gonna be, come 10 years from now?

A decade ago I was writing this same shit down

I got a lot on my mind, need to get it sorted out

Like a riddle or a puzzle with the pieces scattered 'bout

What's the picture of, what route?

Can't think about the doubts

Gotta get up if you get knocked out

You've got two ways

You've got today

You've got to do what the fuck you say

You've had your woes

You've had your lows

You've got to pull yourself out of the holes

Everybody gets stalled, blackballed, mind your head

That's what the sign above me read

Everybody "Mind Your Head"

It was the sign I needed

"Mind Your Head"

"Mind Your Head"

I got a grocery list of things that I'd erase

Seven deadly sins, each of them at some point got a taste

That was on a good path, watched it all explode

Lost everything I knew, oh me oh my, reload!

Been a hell of a road, still on it today

I have walked through many lives

Took a piece of each with me

Life's a journey till the end

Taking chapters as they come

Keep your head above the water

Eyes sheltered from the sun

I can't get back the days gone by

The past has passed

But the future's mine

I can't get back the days gone by

The past has passed

But the future's mine

You've got two ways

You've got today

You've got to do what the fuck you say

You've had your woes

You've had your your lows

You've got to pull yourself out of the holes

Everybody gets stalled, blackballed, mind your head

That's what the sign above me read

Everybody "Mind Your Head"

It was the sign I needed

"Mind Your Head"

"Mind Your Head"

"Mind your head"

"Mind Your Head"

What's happening?

What's happening?

I don't know what's happening

I'm trappin' in my head again

I'm stressing for the medicine

The hocus pocus focus

Thought-forms, a swarm of locusts

But the crack brains not on coke

Just in a race to go broke

The grind it's hard to cope

So you charter up a rope

Who wants to die an ordinary bloke?

Ordinary Mary marries ordinary Joe

Ordinary's scary, ordinary blows

You've got two ways

You've got today

You've got to do what the fuck you say

You've had your woes

You've had your lows

You've got to pull yourself out the holes

Don't hold on

Don't hold on

Don't hold on to the past

Don't hold on

Don't hold on

Don't hold on to the past

It's a gas mask

It's a gas mask