Make It Rough Songtext
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Make It Rough Songtext
Never thought it would come easy
Slow as turning soil
That′s the only way to reach it
That much I am sure of
Bring it to a boil
Just take your time
Thoroughly
Let the seasons be the air you breathe in and out patiently
Wait for spring's returning
Try not to think too far ahead
The pendulum swings soon enough
We could stay on this side instead
But we want to make it rough
Ahead
Instead
We want to make it rough
There were times I thought I′d get there
I know you thought so too
The days have bled together now
Any day will do
If you're looking, I might have it, but you have to look to see
The image you have of me is what I'd like to be
I was so good at pretending and denying when things bothered me
So shut the front door, I′ll kick in the back
Metaphorically, I′m hoping
Try not to think too far ahead
The pendulum swings soon enough
We could stay on this side instead
But we want to make it rough
Make it rough 'til they put you in the handcuffs
Seeking out minds that are not yet corrupt
Woi-oh, woi-oh, and away you go
I′ma go on 'til the goddamn juice gone
Far enough into the journey
Feel the satisfaction, yes
Actions speaking louder than bombs
And we just go on and on
On and on
On and on
On and on and on
Try not to think too far ahead
The pendulum swings soon enough
We could stay on this side instead
But we want to make it rough
Slow as turning soil
That′s the only way to reach it
That much I am sure of
Bring it to a boil
Just take your time
Thoroughly
Let the seasons be the air you breathe in and out patiently
Wait for spring's returning
Try not to think too far ahead
The pendulum swings soon enough
We could stay on this side instead
But we want to make it rough
Ahead
Instead
We want to make it rough
There were times I thought I′d get there
I know you thought so too
The days have bled together now
Any day will do
If you're looking, I might have it, but you have to look to see
The image you have of me is what I'd like to be
I was so good at pretending and denying when things bothered me
So shut the front door, I′ll kick in the back
Metaphorically, I′m hoping
Try not to think too far ahead
The pendulum swings soon enough
We could stay on this side instead
But we want to make it rough
Make it rough 'til they put you in the handcuffs
Seeking out minds that are not yet corrupt
Woi-oh, woi-oh, and away you go
I′ma go on 'til the goddamn juice gone
Far enough into the journey
Feel the satisfaction, yes
Actions speaking louder than bombs
And we just go on and on
On and on
On and on
On and on and on
Try not to think too far ahead
The pendulum swings soon enough
We could stay on this side instead
But we want to make it rough
Writer(s): Douglas Vincent Martinez, Nicholas Hexum Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

