Текст песни Cutting My Hair

Sliding down the windshield of my car,
To catch a wiper and be tossed aside, to soak into
The street.
Followed by another countless pour of rain,
I swear I could watch it fall all over me, from my
Head down to my feet.

I'm throwing up,
And falling down.
I'm never what I seem, it's like I'm walking through a
Dream.

But I've been washing my face.
I've been trying so hard.
But nothing's going to work.
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And I've been cutting my hair.
And it's got me nowhere.
But that's how I'll get by.
And I get by.

In the raindrop is a microscopic man.
He dances carelessly atop the snow in the middle of
The road.
When the sunlight pierces all the clouds.
He'll have a lot to deal with, melting down, barefoot
On the ground.

Dance, 'cause I like to play guitar, yeah so I can
Sing, sing, sing 'til I'm out of breath.
Got no job, just so I can write hit songs, yeah so I
Can take a bow when there's no applause.