Blueness (I Got Work to Do) Songtext
von Quinn Cicala
Blueness (I Got Work to Do) Songtext
You′re always leaving out the door again
Like you got somewhere to go but I know you don't
Always alone, always lonely and my father always told me
If it comes then it goes and it doesn′t always bode your way
And I got a job today and I have to choose
Between seeing family or you
Got a hook in my arm that only drags me around
When I think of the harm it only brings me down
Custom embroidery
Catch the boys loitering again
I got work to do, I got work to do, I got work to do, I got work to do
I got work to do, I got work to do, I got work to do
Wake up when I want to
Go to sleep when I have to
Try to win when I can't lose a thing and always
Pretend like I don't mean to
Hang with friends cause it′s all I can do
Without sitting in a room painting walls with blueness
Try to aim words without thinking of a witness
It all boils down to a few
And you always seem new to me
Your ears work beautifully again
I got work to do, I got work to do, I got work to do, I got work to do
I got work to do, I got work to do, I got work to do
I got work to do, I got work to do, I got work to do, I got work to do
I got work to do, I got work to do, I got work
I got work to do
To do
Like you got somewhere to go but I know you don't
Always alone, always lonely and my father always told me
If it comes then it goes and it doesn′t always bode your way
And I got a job today and I have to choose
Between seeing family or you
Got a hook in my arm that only drags me around
When I think of the harm it only brings me down
Custom embroidery
Catch the boys loitering again
I got work to do, I got work to do, I got work to do, I got work to do
I got work to do, I got work to do, I got work to do
Wake up when I want to
Go to sleep when I have to
Try to win when I can't lose a thing and always
Pretend like I don't mean to
Hang with friends cause it′s all I can do
Without sitting in a room painting walls with blueness
Try to aim words without thinking of a witness
It all boils down to a few
And you always seem new to me
Your ears work beautifully again
I got work to do, I got work to do, I got work to do, I got work to do
I got work to do, I got work to do, I got work to do
I got work to do, I got work to do, I got work to do, I got work to do
I got work to do, I got work to do, I got work
I got work to do
To do
Writer(s): Nathaniel Cicala Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
