Born Cross​-​Eyed

from by Tarby

supported by
/

lyrics

Job at 6, woke up at seven
Brush your hair, take to the heavens
Stressed enough, they're giving bullshit
Had enough, Don't wanna do it
But with luck, you're gonna make it
Through the day, just gotta fake it
Smile and nod, comments aplenty
View the clock, just seven twenty
Laughter drifts in from the distance
Shake your head, can't tell the difference
Is it you they find amusing?
Suck it up - they'll keep abusing

Half past eight, time to deliver
Cross the road, head to the river
Trip and fall, drenched and discarded
Just 'cause they say you're retarded
Brushing off, sun's getting hidden
Overcast - feeling forbidden
Starts to rain, figures you're out there
Such a pain, no help - they don't care
Run down home, job that you're stuck with
Feeding then choking on life's pith
Cough it up, No time to reason
Here you are, stuck in a season
Cold and damp, no light is coming
Stick around - no point in running
Close your eyes, taking in this moment
Close your eyes, let it slip away

Can you see the world like I do?
Can you Smile away the pain
Can you feel the wind blowing cold
Can you smell the coming rain

Heaven sent, born with affliction
Mom and dad wrought with addiction
No remorse, they all deserved it
Fallen down, till fate had served it
Shed a tear, brush it away, then
Look ahead, end of the day, it's
Time to move, time now to focus
Tripped again - nobody noticed
Shake it off, brushing yourself down
Spread your wings, time to go downtown
One more route, then you'll be free to
Start again, be who you'll be, yeah

Hear the taunts, always parading
Down the street, never evading
Bow your head, feel unworthy
Never could see what they all see
Close your bag, nothing is in there
like your head - you're going nowhere
Dead end job got out of pity
deep inside, still feel shitty
One o'clock, worktime is ending
Heading home, no more defending
Afternoon spent in your bedroom
Insecure from all you assume
All your life, no life was coming
Still you feel no point in running
Close your eyes, make this your moment
Close your eyes, let it slip away

Can you see the world like I do?
Can you be all that you can?
Can you feel the chilling winter?
Can you say "That's who I am"?

It's all inside
These feelings I try to hide
Giving up just isn't a choice
I've got to find myself, i need to find my voice.

Can you see the world like I do?
Can you be all that you can?
Can you feel the chilling winter's air?
Can you say "That's who I am"?

(choir "Hey ya, hey ya hey ya, hey ya hey ya, hey ya hey" x3, then:
You can make it if you try, you can always touch the sky, Even when they make you cry, you can always touch the sky)

Life is getting better, every day I make my rounds
Smile at the ghosties, as i make it through the town
Feel the weight is lifting as the sun is going down
You can make it if you try, you can always touch the sky
Even if they make you cry, you can always touch the sky

Changing situations, and a shift in daily pace
Things are getting better, no more fears i need to chase
Knowing they're accepting, even though they could erase
You can make it if you try, you can always touch the sky
Even if they make you cry, you can always touch the sky

Now the sun is setting, and I feel my time is through
Though the weight has lifted, there is little I can do
So i'll just accept it, and I hope that you will, too
You can make it if you try, you can always touch the sky
Even if they make you cry, you can always touch the sky...

credits

from E​.​S​.​C​.​A​.​P​.​E., released November 11, 2012
Guitar, Bass, Vocals, Engineering, Production - Tarby
Guitar, Production - HeyLasFas

tags

license

all rights reserved

about

Tarby Grover Beach, California

Thanks for stopping by, be sure to listen to all the loud and pumping tracks i have here (and the soft and mellow ones, too)!

contact / help

Contact Tarby

Streaming and
Download help

Shipping and returns

Redeem code