Song Description
I grew up in a town of 2,300 people. Enough said.
| Song Length |
2:42 |
Genre |
Folk - Alternative, Rock - Indie/Low-Fi |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Enraged, Troubled |
Subject |
Frustration, Running |
| Similar Artists |
Wilco, Beck |
| |
Lyrics
Nobody wants to know
How it feels to freeze
We come from tiny towns
Where there's nothing to do but eat and breed
I'm singing to angry moons
The colors and the shapes collide
I hope to be leaving soon
Has anybody seen a mind?
I think I lost mine
I think I lost mine
I think I'm going out tonight
I'm thinkin I just wanna bleed
So maybe I'll pick a fight
lose some teeth and find some peace
If that's still in my reach
If that's still in my reach
If that's still in my reach
Maybe it's in my head
Maybe it's a disease
Nobody wants to know
How it feels to freeze
How it feels to freeze
How it feels to freeze