Letra de Shippensburg

You know what makes me happy
The things that make you sad
The feel that I controls absorbed by the radio jag
I found my indecision
The product of the media grime
The feel that I control have you press rewind
And now I´m on the wings
Hoping that you´ll hear
Don´t bother to respond
You love to hear me again And when the sun beams down all of yourlies
Close, close, yeah close the light
The sky´s all grey in the barracks I know I´m a lousy hero
The classic act of feeling is that of a memory
And you are peering down through parascopic eyes
Close, close, yeah close (conscience)
I try to hide the fact that I´m afraid
We´ll drive the band to Shippensberg and hope that we getplayed
And in the end of a season the voices turn it all off
The things that were so meaningless ´til the next one comesalong
I try to hide the fact that I´m afraid
We´ll drive the band to Shippensberg and hope that we getplayed