Get Real from applesauce by Petey Normal

I'm feeling kind of tired leading people around by the scruff of their necks.
I'm feeling kind of weak, and I've got some new words to express.
I don't really care if the melody goes on with the rhythm.
I'm tired of overthinking it.
If I could make a beat, maybe I could get you a message.
But I'm still contemplating it.
I'm getting kind of tired of falling for the wrong girls;
When the right one's taken up.
I guess I'll be alone, 'cause I'd rather be alone with my demons.
And they keep showing up.

Time to get real.

I'm feeling kind of sick from pushing my emotions down,
But I can't throw 'em up.
I believe in peace, but I still feel the rage.
I think it's gonna blow me up.
How come every time that I smile at a stranger,
they don't even see?
I guess they're too busy looking down at their phones,
at how life's supposed to be.
How come every time that I try to write a line, I can only think about you?
I barely even know you.
If I could find time in the day, maybe I could sing a song about it.
You'll probably never know about it.

Time to get real.

I got a couple holes in my teeth from eating half a million KitKats;
to curb anxiety.
I wish that I could speak and have it sound so sweet that you would fall in love with me.

• Electronic
• Rock
• alternative
• beats
• dance-pop
• electronic
• emo
• indie rock
• pop
• sentimental
• Seattle