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howell dawdy – i’m done كلمات اغاني

[chorus]
it lives on the tip of your tongue
the breath to speak, it’s already in your lungs
an ancient message uttered by everyone
just open up your mouth and say, that’s it i’m done
that’s it i’m done (that’s it i’m done)
that’s it i’m done (that’s it i’m done)
just open up your mouth and say, that’s it i’m done
that’s it i’m done (that’s it i’m done)
that’s it i’m done (that’s it i’m done)
that’s it i’m done (that’s it i’m done)
that’s it i’m done (that’s it i’m done)

[verse 1]
i’m done with life’s demands and fate’s inconstant whims
i’m done with the hard ground, looming sky and these heavy limbs
i’m done with waking up to prowl these streets for scr_ps and change
and i’m done with the way that time corrodes and placates your brain
i’m done with crawling through life knowing how it’ll end
i’m done with fighting to reach the top only to get the bends
i’m done with age and habits and gravity ruining my face
and i’m done with the way 9 out of 10 beers i’ve never heard of taste
i’m done with being the one in charge of when i go to sleep
and i’m done with being sick and with anyone expecting anything of me
i’m done with monday, not ’cause it’s monday, but because it’s a day
i’m done with being tired, and i’m tired of needing to be awake
i’m done with opening up my mail to see what it says
hey, let’s just pile all of it up anywhere except for on the bed
i’m done with having a job that a robot cannot do
and i’m done with knowing elements of the plot of rudy are not true
[chorus]
it lives on the tip of your tongue
the breath to speak, it’s already in your lungs (i’m done)
an ancient message uttered by everyone
just open up your mouth and say, that’s it i’m done (that’s it i’m done)
it lives on the tip of your tongue
the breath to speak, it’s already in your lungs (i’m done)
an ancient message uttered by everyone
just open up your mouth and say, that’s it i’m done (that’s it i’m done)

[verse 2]
that’s it, i’m done with needing a car for anything but a private place to sit
with a stereo and air conditioning and a cup holder full of mints
i’m done with even trying to get myself anywhere on time
see, we can all claim traffic isn’t moving if we all just refuse to drive
i’m done with restaurants and dingy haunts where people gather
i’m done with serious conversations and i’m done with idle chatter
hey, guess what? i’m done smiling for pictures, so don’t even ask, ok?
i’m done with kicking back and unwinding after being done with a hard day
i’m done with old music and new music and also my music
i’m done with those who have a capacity for feigned interest and can abuse it
i’m done with craft, i’m done with sk!ll, i’m done with artistry
and i’m done with other guys doing anything even remotely similar to me
i’m done with people’s opinions and i’m done with not being heard
though i’m also done with people listening & scrutinizing every word
i’m done with people telling me my attitude is what i’ve got wrong
like it’s my fault i don’t live in a tim mcgraw song
[chorus]
it lives on the tip of your tongue
the breath to speak, it’s already in your lungs (i’m done)
an ancient message uttered by everyone
just open up your mouth and say, that’s it i’m done (that’s it i’m done)
it lives on the tip of your tongue
the breath to speak, it’s already in your lungs (i’m done)
an ancient message uttered by everyone
just open up your mouth and say, that’s it i’m done (that’s it i’m done)

that’s it i’m done
that’s it i’m done
just open up your mouth and say, that’s it i’m done
that’s it i’m done
that’s it i’m done
that’s it i’m done
that’s it i’m done

[verse 3]
i’m done with waking up, i’m done with the sun
i’m done with getting dressed, i’m done being judged
i’m done with everyone except for myself
i’m done with being reminded of the things i have said
i’m done with changing filters, done turning the page
i’m done getting a new phone, i am done with change
i am done going to parties, i am done with male bonding
i’m not checking my email, i will not be responding
i’m done with weather building pressure inside my head
i’m done with seasons reminding me that one day i’ll be dead
i’m done with debating, yeah you heard me, i’m done
i’m done not treating politics like a scheme to be won
i am done with the future, and i am done with past
i am done with solids, liquids, i am so done with gas
i am done with certainty, and i am done with doubt
i am done writing lyrics, so repeat through the fade out
[outro]
that’s it i’m done (repeat)

- howell dawdy

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