I'm a Bore, Mostly - Deaf Havana

I spent most of my days neither sleeping nor awake

Watching pointless documentaries on tornadoes and earthquakes,

Coffee keeps me going though It fuels my wandering mind

Wishing I was Kurt Cobain or Morrissey

It takes up most of my time,

It shows with me losing my voice, it always seems a chore

My faith in music slowly disappearing more and more

These tattoos on my hands are there for life

And the songs inside my head won’t come out right.

The times are changing, we can go anywhere

But we’re far too cool to admit that here

The times are changing, we can go anywhere

But I’m stuck in my ways and I won’t change.

So I try to drag my fragile frame through another day

And another dose of caffeine in my veins,

My body aches and my mouth is full of sores

And I’ve reached the verdict that mostly, I’m a bore.

The times are changing, we can go anywhere

But we’re far too cool to admit that here,

The times are changing, we can go anywhere

But I’m stuck in my ways and I won’t change.

The times are changing, we can go anywhere

But we’re far too cool to admit that here

The times are changing, we can go anywhere

But I’m stuck in my ways and I won’t change.