
renny conti - pockets lyrics
[verse 1]
everyone here has got black lungs
it makes them die slow
sitting on a step with my back wrung
writing your poem
i walk with my hands in my pockets now
playing with change
i’m the offspring, the youth, and the copycat
and i’m making my way
[chorus]
’cause we were born a few months ago
out there in san francisco
always hate where i am
and i sit where i stand
and i think ’til my eyes start to close
and i sleep ’til i start to grow old
start to grow old
[verse 2]
everyone here has got black lungs
makes them feel better
sitting on a step with my back wrung
writing your letter
i walk with my hands in my pockets now
i still strut the same
poor sat down boy with some running shoes
who can’t tie the lace
[chorus]
we were born a few months ago
out there in san francisco
always hate where i am
and i sit where i stand
and i think ’til my eyes start to close
and i sleep ’til i start to grow old
start to grow old
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