Bomb The Music Industry! - The First Time I Met Sanawon lyrics

First off, I didn't feel comfortable. I'd been sleeping for weeks and forgetting to eat and sleeping sh**ty in a college common room. Trying to make friends with strangers, swapping telephone numbers Making crazy demands to play a show in your basement. Two days later I didn't think that you would give us our first punk rock show, Chicago punk rock show. As we get older every day feels longer and although I know I'll struggle I will do my best to never get tired. I know Chicago will be cold tomorrow Let's cash in on our thin blood and have another one. I didn't think I had a chance. I had a hunch that lost a lot of my friends. I never thought I'd get the feeling back again. I never thought I'd smile again 'cause I felt kinda good in your neighborhood Although I kinda fell down atop a pile of kinda dried up blood and stumbled back to your home without outblacking. As we get older every day feels longer and although I know I'll struggle I will do my best to never get tired. I know Chicago will be cold tomorrow Let's cash in on our thin blood and have another one. No flaking no leaving. No flaking no leaving, mistaking our dealings for burdens that stop us from waking up early and working, repeating the process of bleeding our tired heads dry with the motions of failing again. These days, we're both getting old. And while you're buying a house, I'm losing sight of my goals. I took my time and now I've got nothing to show. But when I see you next year, we'll have a coffee or beer and I'll be real glad my failures aren't making things weird. As we get older every day feels longer and although I know I'll struggle I will do my best to never get tired. I know Chicago will be cold tomorrow Let's cash in on our thin blood and have another one. No flaking no leaving. As we get older every day feels longer and although I know I'll struggle I will do my best to never get tired. I know Chicago will be cold tomorrow Let's cash in on our thin blood and have another one. No flaking no leaving, mistaking our dealings for burdens that stop us from waking up early and working, repeating the process of bleeding our tired heads dry with the motions of failing again. I'm tired of complaining I'm tired of complaining I'm tired of complaining I'm tired of complaining But I'm thankful for the first time I met Sanawon.