Trying To Sneeze — текст песни (Lee Ben)

R.J. Johnson/B. Lee
Copping the sound, the sound cops me
I`ve got nothing to lose
My hair`s in the breeze
I don`t hate you, just your jealousy
So if you`re ready to procrastinate
I`ll be your friend, you`ll eat me up
We boast the widest range in town
I`ll be your friend, you`ll show me how
Alarm clock is off, I`m trying to sleep
Smelling of Bondi beach
And the street, filthy as it may be
Is still my street, so don`t challenge me
Some things don`t change, for instance me
I`ll sail your third defeat today
In every way, you`ll lose again
But I don`t care, I don`t care
The wind`s in my hair, the hair`s in my breeze
I`m waiting to sneeze, I`m waiting to sneeze
The hair`s in my breeze
Well I don`t care, I don`t care
The wind`s in my hair, the hair`s in my breeze
I`m waiting to sneeze, I`m trying to sneeze
The hair`s in my breeze