Shippensberg lyrics

You know what makes me happy
The things that make you sad
The feel that i controls absorbed by the radio jag
I found my indecision
The product of the media grime
The feel that i control have you press rewind

And now i`m on the wings
Hoping that you`ll hear
Don`t bother to respond
You love to hear me again
And when the sun beams down all of your lies
Close, close, yeah close the light

The sky`s all grey in the barracks i know i`m a lousy hero
The classic act of feeling is that of a memory

And you are peering down through parascopic eyes
Close, close, yeah close (conscience)

I try to hide the fact that i`m afraid
We`ll drive the band to shippensberg and hope that we get played

And in the end of a season the voices turn it all off
The things that were so meaningless `til the next one comes along

I try to hide the fact that i`m afraid
We`ll drive the band to shippensberg and hope that we get played