lyrics
Oh now, I need to get on / But not with just anyone / And now, I'm figuring out / I can't have the kind of fun / That no one wants to talk about / If I took a lover in a random way, I'd probably feel anxious, well / If I took a lover like my friends all say / Oh, I'd feel overwhelmed / That deed, it never gets done / I can't talk to anyone / And now, I've found myself out / I can't have the kind of fun / That no one wants to talk about / Oh, we'd get over / So where do idiots go? / I turn my lights on alone / I float through bars like a ghost / I keep to people I know / I suppose in a week I'll catch your eye / Hold my pose while the other stories die / Scan my phone for the names of women that I / Had been alone with once /
If I took a lover in a random way, I'd probably feel anxious, well / If I took a lover like my friends all say / Oh, I'd feel over / If I took a lover / Casual sex
credits
from
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!,
track released November 8, 2011
Charlie Wilmoth - vocals, guitar
Andrew Slater - guitar
Sam Wilmoth - bass, vocals
Pete Wilmoth - drums, percussion, vocals
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