spit shine

Foo Fighters

Spit shined, word to the wise
Running into trouble as I run to the light
Nothing really matters, living in the shadows
Don t forget to breathe a little

Bullseye, stereolized
Don t forget we re lucky if we get out alive
Grass is never greener,
Time ain t no redeemer
Pull yourself together, Mr. Man

Think fast, nothing lasts
Only thing that matters is what you leave in the past
Try to find some meaning,
Hearts are made for beating
Think I ll stick around
Cause there s something to believe in

And as you get a bit older
Cash in the chips on your shoulder
The honeymoon is over
The honeymoon is over

Too high, ladder to climb
Kill me with a whisper as you re twisting the knife
Cut a little deeper,
fFeels a little sweeter
You know I don t really give a damn

Tongue-tied, head on fire
Sifting through rubble, decriminalized
Monkey on a mission, I got ammunition
Baby please remind me
If there s something that I m missing

And as you get a bit older
Cash in the chips on your shoulder
The honeymoon is over
The honeymoon is over

And as you get a bit older
Cash in the chips on your shoulder
The honeymoon is over
The honeymoon is over