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Surfer Blood

I'm Not Ready

 

I'm Not Ready

(album: Tarot Classics - 2011)


Come on man, you know that's not good for you
Laugh it off now but you'll be finished soon
Let me explain
What everyone's already saying:
You know I'm only looking out for you

Say you're turning in man. I know better
Flaking out again? When are you getting it together?
You wonder why
You've got no one else to turn to:
You know I'm only looking out for you

And I'm not ready
To look the other way
Take a look under the microscope, man
Try and ignore the disarray

And I'm not ready
To look the other way
Take a look under the microscope, man
Try and ignore the disarray

Your mouth is running off
Now that you've seen a few things
You're talking down to me
But I can see that no one's listening
So you've found someone new
To lap your shit up for a while?
Honestly
Sooner or later they will find out what you're made of
Certainly
Then it's over

Come on man, you know that's not good for you
Laugh it off now but you'll be finished soon
Let me explain what everyone's already saying:
You know I'm only looking out for you

Say you're turning in man. I know better
Flaking out again? When are you getting it together?
You wonder why
You've got no one else to turn to:
You know I'm only looking out for you

And I'm not ready
To look the other way
Take a look under the microscope, man
Try and ignore the disarray

Your mouth is running off
Now that you've seen a few things
You're talking down to me
But I can see that no one's listening
So you've found someone new
To lap your shit up for a while?
Honestly
Sooner or later they will find out what you're made of
Certainly
Then it's over

And no, you can't count on me
Cause I can't count on you to be
Honest with me
How can I believe?
How can I believe?

To be a friend means owning up
And giving a part of yourself
And loyalty is staying true
No matter what others might tell
And now it's clear to me
That you can't be any of these:
And we don't have to hold our heads high anymore

Whoa-o, oh oh
Whoa-o, oh oh
Whoa-o, oh oh
Whoa-o, oh oh

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