Everyday Songtext

von Modern Baseball

You hold my hand
You hold your liquor
Projection screen
Hot scene sticks flicker
You gave me a tiny taste
Of your truth
I was starved and you were full
I drove back home
When you got sicker
Disputing claims that you still held the TV clicker
And his face was flushed still in my mind
The way you asked if she was fine
Oooooooooo
You need to hide
It's in your framework
Look me in the eyes and act like I don't know how shame works
Your compass spins in reverse
The trees do timelapse speak of
The sky is lost behind a sea of rain
She's acting like she knows what's up
She's trip tripping that devotion stuff
Breaking record Bren won't pop
She said she's sipping from the holy cup
Waking up
Everyday is all about doing things you don't want to do
But you're rewarded
You get to wake up