Random Dents, Constant Moans

Duration

4:17

Genres

Indie Pop

Lyrics

Random Dents, Constant Moans We can keep on poking around, or just throw up a guess But we're dealing with somebody who set this all up for a laugh I know it seems like everything else has a mind of its own But take if from somebody who knows, it's all goin' where it's goin' And these shadows, shadows will dog us everywhere we turn You won't catch me down in no hole, feeling battered and bruised But these random dents I see in my soul leave me cold and confused The only thing dragging me down was the weight of this space And these shadows, shadows will dog me everywhere I turn I guess my money was always on somebody catching it full and in the face Then again, everything's always gone in the other way And no sense trying to reason with some god / junkie Who'd rather spend his days knocking little old ladies down in the road So you can keep poking around or just throw up a guess But we're dealing somebody who set this all up for some laughs You won't catch me down in no hole, feeling battered and bruised But these random dents I see in my soul leave me cold and confused And these shadows, shadows will dog me And these shadows, shadows will dog me And these shadows, shadows will dog me everywhere I turn I guess my money was always on somebody catching it full and in the face Then again, everything's always gone in the other way And no sense trying to reason with Some god / junkie who'd rather spend his days knocking little old ladies down in the road I guess my money was always on some god / junkie who'd rather spend his days Knocking little old ladies down in the road music and lyrics © 2009 Josh Fix (BMI)