"Dying Lack Of Spit" lyrics - THE SHINS
THE SHINS
"Dying Lack Of Spit"
We're stapled to a greasy flask
Consolation of our summer's past
And I keep on hoping it will come along
'Cause I've waited foolishly
Waited for so long
Maybe if I took the chance
Took initiative
I could make a difference
And change the way I live
Change the way I live
We're stapled to a greasy flask
Consolation of our summer's past
Why 'cause a no go, maybe take us too
My love is grated
You can find your own
You can find a new friend
People come and go
But you've been coming 'round
Falling from the sky
It came without a sound
Now my TV rules my life and I can't fall asleep anymore