Something With Numbers - Yesterday
LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
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I was hanging out on the corner of the street
With my hands in my pockets just staring at my feet
Listening to the Beatles from the burnt up radio
I bought it for a dollar from a man in Terrigal
Sifting through my sorrow, I never felt so low
Drowning like a lizard, a human puppet show
Standing at the peak of my bottom-dwelling self
Thinking when’s this gonna stop, and is it time for hell?
And I just can’t figure it out
Did I make a mistake somehow?
Oh, I wish there was a cheap way out
I’m supposed to figure out tomorrow
But all that I can think about is yesterday
I’m supposed to figure out tomorrow
But all that I can think about is yesterday
Feeling like a failure, I wander down the street
Tripping over on my hopelessness and burnt reality
