Uploaded November 2021 | Updated September 2026, 4 days ago
From the album "The Blur" out March 25, 2022 on Smartpunk Records.
Order the record here: smartpunkshop.com/collections/one-flew-west
Lyrics:
I'm in a leaking submarine, engine running out of gasoline
Trying my best to patch the holes
And when I think I'm done there’s always more
Oh boy, another work day gone
I can’t think straight and I can’t write songs
Telling myself that the future’s bright
Maybe I could get some sleep at night
The photographs on the fridge and the liquor, they'll do for now
Wanna scream, shout, did I sit out the games I should have played?
Running out the clock, walking round the block
At the rock bottom looking up top
It's not right having an existential crisis every day
I wanna have a plan
To carry round with me in my back pocket but there’s holes in my jeans
God damn what's wrong with me, by now mom and dad had a PHD
Never saw what they wanted to see, hoping that they’re still proud of me
Never been on the same route, keep it straight don’t spin out
Lost a year’s worth of time, maybe now the stars align
I'll sniff it out, I'll come around
I'll make it out one of these days
All of the nights spent in the fight
Don’t want the light to fade
I'll sniff it out, I'll come around
I'll make it out one of these days
I’ll breathe it in, I'll let it sink
Eventually I'll...
(Having an existential crisis every day)
In my back pocket, but there’s holes in my jeans
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From the album "The Blur" out March 25, 2022 on Smartpunk Records.
Order the record here: smartpunkshop.com/collections/one-flew-west
Lyrics:
I'm in a leaking submarine, engine running out of gasoline
Trying my best to patch the holes
And when I think I'm done there’s always more
Oh boy, another work day gone
I can’t think straight and I can’t write songs
Telling myself that the future’s bright
Maybe I could get some sleep at night
The photographs on the fridge and the liquor, they'll do for now
Wanna scream, shout, did I sit out the games I should have played?
Running out the clock, walking round the block
At the rock bottom looking up top
It's not right having an existential crisis every day
I wanna have a plan
To carry round with me in my back pocket but there’s holes in my jeans
God damn what's wrong with me, by now mom and dad had a PHD
Never saw what they wanted to see, hoping that they’re still proud of me
Never been on the same route, keep it straight don’t spin out
Lost a year’s worth of time, maybe now the stars align
I'll sniff it out, I'll come around
I'll make it out one of these days
All of the nights spent in the fight
Don’t want the light to fade
I'll sniff it out, I'll come around
I'll make it out one of these days
I’ll breathe it in, I'll let it sink
Eventually I'll...
(Having an existential crisis every day)
In my back pocket, but there’s holes in my jeans
---------------------------------------------------------------
oneflewwest.com
facebook.com/oneflewwestband
twitter.com/oneflewwestband
instagram.com/oneflewwestband
