The Holiday Crowd — Sick Days lyrics

Lyrics

Somewhere in between sensible obscene
I chose to live my life like the prophets did
In style, in style, in style, in style
It’s a game I learned to play by her claims
I refuse, I refuse, I refuse, I refuse
To learn their ways…
Somewhere in between sensible obscene
I chose to live my life like the prophets did
In style, in style, in style, in style
It’s a game I learned to play by her claims
I refuse, I refuse, I refuse, I refuse
To learn their ways…
I can’t see the stars from the back of the car
It’s nothing, It’s nothing
I can’t see the stars from the back of the car
It’s nothing, It’s nothing
I can’t see the stars from the back of the car
It’s nothing, It’s nothing
I can’t see the stars from the back of the car
It’s nothing, It’s nothing
It’s a game I learned to play by her claims
I refuse, I refuse, I refuse, I refuse
To learn…
I can’t see the stars from the back of the car
I can’t see the stars from the back of the car
I can’t see the stars from the back of the car
I can’t see the stars from the back of the car
Somewhere in between sensible obscene…