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I'm bored of guitar
Full circle
I'm bored of guitar
Full circle
Everywhere I look
People just seem confused
Waiting for an article to tell them what we do
I'm bored of guitar
The asymmetry
We look like the yankees
Everybody's pointing the same way
Dressed to depress
Fuck's sake do we know anyone left-handed
I'm bored of guitar
So cool it
I'm bored of guitar
So sue me
I'm sick of it
Did you just feel the switch
Now we're in the cloud
Can't get in the door
So I strut my way around
Future isn't clear
So I push those dreams back down
Boredom is the symptom, the sickness is doubt
If I tell the truth
Might've lost the plot on the way
I'm less in touch with my own heart than I ever have been
(Could this be the end?)
When I was a boy
(I could not sit still)
I dreamt my days all away and
Now the dream is near
And it might be here
But it feels weird
(Is this really it?)