Songtexte Roll with the Punches - (Live from the Rooftop, Los Angeles, CA 8.28.20) - Dawes
One, two, three, four
Hello everybody, kudos
Whatever couch you're watching from
Whatever city you're in
Wherever you are, we miss you
And wish, we wish we were with you
But until then we're gonna be doing stuff like this
But it means a lot if you're doing this with us
Hopefully we can make up for our time apart
One, two
The separation was symmetrical
They both retreated to their sides
Trying out their separate lives
Most of the damage was collateral
But still inspired some debate
On all the principles of why all the people we love
Are the same ones we can also hate
You just roll with the punches
Until you can't feel a thing
You just roll with the punches
Oh, yeah
The separation was logistical
Deciding what belongs to whom
How dying love manifests in a rug or a chest
The decorations of a room
Every promise was negotiable
Most of all, the ones they made alone
What she finally forgave, what he'll take to his grave
Learning how to not pick up the phone
You just roll with the punches
Until you can't feel a thing
You just roll with the punches
Oh, yeah
The separation was a miracle
The band of static right behind your eyes
That you filter everything through without knowing you do
A past and future synthesized
You just roll with the punches
Until you can't feel a thing
You just roll with the punches
Hey, hey, hey
You just roll with the punches
Until you can't feel a thing
You just roll with the punches
Oh, yeah
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