"Mike Nolan's Long Weekend" lyrics
(feat. Dom Fox)
I wish I had the words to say, but when I do, I second guess it
The pressure causes stress, it makes my head spin
I feel like I'm expected to have an honest answer
For every single question I'm presented with
It's a hard thing to cope with
Lack of perception when it comes to basic human inner
Flames that I'm stoked with
Can we derive from the mistakes that almost every person's made?
The anxiety has me hiding in a cave
It's hard to show my face when I am
Judged on every step I take
The weight that's thrown onto my shoulders
Makes me want to hide away
I'm failing another attempt to call for help
Though I never did it
I bet they take it in a different way
You don't have to live it
A bottled message but without an ounce of context
A lack of presence in the life that I live
Every single day
Guess it's the price I pay
When I'm put on display
There's no escape
Notoriety
It makes me feel insane
The anxiety
Has me hiding in a cave
It's hard to show my face when I am
Judged on every step I take
The weight that's thrown onto my shoulders
Makes me want to hide away
I'm failing another attempt to call for help
Though I never did it
I bet they take it in a different way
You don't have to live it
A bottled message but without an ounce of context
A lack of presence in the life that I live
To understand my pain
Come to your own conclusion after a single glance
Decide my whole persona without a single chance
The underlying message fumbled in the hands
Of people unwilling to fucking further understand
It's hard to show my face when I am
Judged on every step I take
The weight that's thrown onto my shoulders
Makes me want to hide away
I'm failing another attempt to call for help
Though I never did it
I bet they take it in a different way
You don't have to live it
A bottled message but without an ounce of context
A lack of presence in the life that I live every fucking day
The pressure causes stress, it makes my head spin
I feel like I'm expected to have an honest answer
For every single question I'm presented with
It's a hard thing to cope with
Lack of perception when it comes to basic human inner
Flames that I'm stoked with
Can we derive from the mistakes that almost every person's made?
The anxiety has me hiding in a cave
It's hard to show my face when I am
Judged on every step I take
The weight that's thrown onto my shoulders
Makes me want to hide away
I'm failing another attempt to call for help
Though I never did it
I bet they take it in a different way
You don't have to live it
A bottled message but without an ounce of context
A lack of presence in the life that I live
Every single day
Guess it's the price I pay
When I'm put on display
There's no escape
Notoriety
It makes me feel insane
The anxiety
Has me hiding in a cave
It's hard to show my face when I am
Judged on every step I take
The weight that's thrown onto my shoulders
Makes me want to hide away
I'm failing another attempt to call for help
Though I never did it
I bet they take it in a different way
You don't have to live it
A bottled message but without an ounce of context
A lack of presence in the life that I live
To understand my pain
Come to your own conclusion after a single glance
Decide my whole persona without a single chance
The underlying message fumbled in the hands
Of people unwilling to fucking further understand
It's hard to show my face when I am
Judged on every step I take
The weight that's thrown onto my shoulders
Makes me want to hide away
I'm failing another attempt to call for help
Though I never did it
I bet they take it in a different way
You don't have to live it
A bottled message but without an ounce of context
A lack of presence in the life that I live every fucking day
