"Full Display" lyrics

"Full Display"

When I was a child I'd study with deepest stares
The words kind of sounded funny, but man, that hair
A wall up ahead seems fitting
He'll escape again
So how does he keep it steady with a ready grin?

While I waste my time in sleep
He finds a hole and finds a key

I got to get me something I can hold and not throw it away
Because the last hit I took, it put the past on full display

Removing tattoos, not yesterdays

So did you call your buddy, is he on his way?
We just need to pool our money, we'll be okay
What's that up ahead? Seems fitting
Like back in the day
And like them, we held it steady and lost our way

While you waste your time in sleep
We find a hole and find a key

I got to get me something I can hold and not throw it away
Because the last hit I took, it put the past on full display
So forget it, forget it, I just got to go about my day
Go from addiction to addiction, make your life on full display

Remove the tattoos, not yesterdays
Remove the tattoos, the past still remains

While you waste your time in sleep
We find our hole and find the key

I got to get me something I can hold and not throw it away
Because the last hit I took, it put the past on full display
So forget it, forget it, I just got to go about my day
Go from addiction to addiction, make your life on full display


Thanks to Vanatticus for adding these lyrics.
Writer(s): Ian Fletcher Thornley, Alain Johannes Moschulski
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