Southern Blues Lyrics

When in your bed it's hard to sleep

But how did you end up in so deep?

You realize this room's not yours

for the walls are painted pink

Never mind the heart attack when

You see her next to you asleep

Have I ever asked myself if maybe I was wrong?

'Asked if the crowd just played along?

I never thought that one could come and see a show

And never leave the bong

I guess some people just prioritize

Their means of having fun

Certain people these days will want to see

You fall and not get up

So you better not oblige them by

Letting yourself fall

In the end for you it's effort and

For them it's none at all

Well they come to see us through the door

Of such ernest resoloution

That's unprecedented

Wondering what they're gonna

Take away from all of this

In the end it doesn't matter

It's just a personal plot twist