Tommy Boys - 21 Reruns

Eyes white, red, and blue
Lids barely even lifted
Forgettable fools speak and walk heavy
Bad habits become a way to bury our heads
Down in the sand, sour waves colliding rocks and sea

Wrong/right,
Same old shit, different night
So I sure don't need you to wreak havoc

When the new sun comes, I'll be up
Writing you songs in parking lots and tents
Or just carelessly laying there

Watching 21 reruns inside in one day
Garden on landmines, you can't stand for anything
Talking away it's tough to swallow your pride
Or ever bear witness so I do not speak

I can't claim what is mine
So I take what isn't
Just turn a phrase, what sense it's making
To please the ones who sign and sell

Forgettable fools
Jaws to the ground
Your teeth colliding tongue in cheek
Shake habits that I haven't changed
Skin left on the street
I'm not designed to move this pace
But can't deny it's appeal

Fun for me is not what it is for you
Swimming through oceans of bad advice
Free reign, on the same orange frame
Phone calls in your name
I break and you mend
So I can fuck it up again

Rewind the tape and hit play
Reading chapters I've already read
A pipe dream
I can't decide if I should multiply or factor in
The path ahead has been obstructed by past architects
So I'm carelessly laying there

Watching 21 reruns inside in one day
Garden on landmines, you can't stand for anything
Talking away it's tough to swallow your pride
Or ever bear witness so I keep my mouth closed

I can't claim what is mine
So I take what never was
I wanted to believe but I've been finding truths out
Awaken to empty, lifted from a dream
And you vanish from in front of me
In the space of one blinking eye
Said one thing and then did different

I break and you mend
Have I been falling out or settling in?
Such a waste of time
Places I have spent my youth and what's left