The Right Side
You were always on the right side
But never in your right mind
I've always known
No, no, no, that's not convincing enough
You're tired of acting vulnerable You're tired of acting tough
You slipped through the cracks optimism lacking
Find the smoking gun Chekov was probably asking for
You were always on the right side of this statement
Accompanied by all the keys that form this pavement
There's no escape
You don't have the time, don't have the patience
Always looking for an easier way to make this mess
Go away
Stop. Play it again
Always on the right side
So quick to ask "what's coming up?"
So quick to rewind
Cling to your routines
I think it's clear what this means
You say you need it
Nothing's worth repeating
You could have it all
I know you want it all
But you're not listening
Why can't you just listen to me
You were always on the right side of this statement
Accompanied by all the keys that form this pavement
There's no escape
Because you don't have the time, don't have the patience
Always looking for an easier way to make this mess
Go away
No, no, no, it's not as simple as that
It's the problematic process of accepting the fact
That you've burned all your bridges, locked all your doors,
Barricaded windows, and curled up on the floor
Because everyone annoys you, everything destroys you
Everyone who gives a fuck about you avoids you
Now there's no going back and there's no getting better
Cause you can't hold it back, you can hold it in the palm of your hand
Hey listen up, man
Autor(es): The Birdwatchers