Lyrics
"Kill it!"
"We got it, We're locked in."
"Tell me when."
"Y'all rolling."
"That would help, I'm ready!"
Struggling with every word
I’ll have to play it back a million times in my head
For nine whole years
I have failed to make it more than a sketch
But time goes on
And I’m still here
Trying to say
Everything that’s been said
A million times before
But time goes on
And I’m still here
Trying to say
Everything that’s been said
A million times before
Playing the same three chords a million times
Playing the same three chords a million times
Playing the same three chords a million times
Playing the same three chords a million times
Playing the same three chords a million times
Playing the same three chords a million times
Playing the same three chords a million times
Playing the same three chords a million times
Playing the same three chords a million times
Playing the same three chords a million times
Playing the same three chords a million times
"Hey!"
"Did it. Did that sound even close?"
Written by: Michael Frederick Krol, Mike Krol