The Chicharones - Breaking Point lyrics

[Josh Martinez] Well I've been up and down these same damn roads And nothing ever seems to change (And uh...) You grow a little older, then one day, your strange becomes mundane Don't know how folks can do it day after day What does it feel like to be here and not feel right? Does it feel like fighting? Does it serve to a nightmare? I don't know all of the details of the day But I felt that it wouldn't be wrong to bow my head and pray Cause' there's nothing our here but busted trucks, a few beers and rusted nails There's some broken bottles and boarded up houses And these worn out old man tales And I'm not sure that I can go on with my day Can't get lost in the soft skin Would you please meet me half way? I could drown in this old playground, where the streets don't have no name All my friends skipped town or went to jail, just to hide their shame I'm running out of patience This soul's to break The days got rain to make me go crazy Get out of this rut (can't get out of this rut) Got to pick myself up (I got to pick myself up) I could leave, it wouldn't matter Cause nobody notices the weekend after that Because inside they're sad and lonely And I'll be hoping this day... But it's not looking that way... [Sleep] But what can I say? I've got music to make God, hoping that these trenches, they ain't just standing to break But I could take 5, then we're ready to play Do you people feel what we see? We're gonna give it to ya [Sleep] The weatherman said "mostly rain again", damn Take that winter and stick it where the sun don't shine Trying to find the benefits In the gray state of mind It's isolated in my melancholy confine And I'm turning to a migraine, an aging think tank Today faded on tomorrow's daybreak To chase if I stay awake Naps to conversate ba*tards play keep away with contracts I'm gonna have to have it with d**h Forget about that On the fast track to disaster, past my salary cap Tapped out and cash strapped No way - I'll keep looking No change between cushions Won't play the game crooked The Queen k**ed my rook I don't want to stay so **** it I'll sacrifice my peace The heart on my sleeves, tuck it Muzzle those words Uttered bombs, so puzzled and tongue twisted I'm done with it... and it's just begun [Josh Martinez] I'm running out of patience This soul's to break The days got rain to make me go crazy Get out of this rut (can't get out of this rut) Got to pick myself up (I got to pick myself up) I could leave, it wouldn't matter Cause nobody notices the weekend after that Because inside they're sad and lonely And I'll be hoping this day... But it's not looking that way... [Sleep] But what can I say? I've got music to make God, hoping that these trenches, they ain't just standing to break But I could take 5, then we're ready to play Do you people feel what we see? [Lyrics from www.EasyLyrics.org] No change between cushions Won't play the game crooked The Queen k**ed my rook I don't want to stay so **** it I'll sacrifice my peace The heart on my sleeves, tuck it Muzzle those words Uttered bombs, so puzzled and tongue twisted I'm done with it... and it's just begun [Josh Martinez] I'm running out of patience This soul's to break The days got rain to make me go crazy Get out of this rut (can't get out of this rut) Got to pick myself up (I got to pick myself up) I could leave, it wouldn't matter Cause nobody notices the weekend after that Because inside they're sad and lonely And I'll be hoping this day... But it's not looking that way... [Sleep] But what can I say? I've got music to make God, hoping that these trenches, they ain't just standing to break But I could take 5, then we're ready to play Do you people feel what we see? We're gonna give it to ya