paroles de chanson Parents - Rightfield

I've never been a man to care or even know who all was there
And I was proudly unaware of any need to fix my hair
But it got easy to compare, and harder to admit
That I'd been running out of air and getting scared to call it quits

Running out of pavement to manage the perception
Of hearing everybody's parents say, "Ooh, he's great"
I predicate that I'm okay with a straight face
To keep it up in any way and pray that my bones don't break

Gimme one trip down the stairs without a disappointed stare
To try to sterilize the damage from my arrogant affair
That's getting pretty hard to manage
I'm wasted by the regularity of morning panic
Getting overly dramatic about the daylight
Goodnight, goodbye, 'till I avoid it
'Cause its hard to pick up anything at all over the noise
But it's alright, alright, alright if it's important
I'll button up my shirt and do my best to be supportive

Running out of pavement to manage the perception
Of hearing everybody's parents say, "Ooh, he's great"
I predicate that I'm okay with a straight face
To keep it up in any way and pray that my bones don't break

Running out of pavement to manage the perception
Of hearing everybody's parents say, "Ooh, he's great"
I predicate that I'm okay with a straight face
To keep it up in any way and pray that my bones don't break