"I wanna be laughed at, laughed with, just because," I sing, bobbing my head. "I wanna feel weightless and that should be enough." I jam on the distortion here for the chords that punctuate the song. "But I'm stuck in this fucking rut, waiting on a second-hand pick-me-up and I'm over getting older..."
Hooray for drum fills! "Girls, sing!" I call as Leon continues to sing. My voice is okay for harmony, but too soft to do main vox, especially over the echoes from the drumming. "Maybe it's not my weekend but it's gonna be my year, and I'm so sick of watching while the minutes pass as I go nowhere. And this is my reaction to everything I fear, 'cause I've been going crazy, I don't wanna waste another minute here!"
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