KWC - Wrong With Me

Sometimes I really ask what's wrong with me?
What's wrong with me?
I don't have to many happy songs to sing
No I don't
My friends closer than my family ought to be
It feels so far
Though I feel talented like a prodigy
A fiery star

This ain't something new I've felt before
I'm walking through revolving doors
Try not to smoke weed before my chores
Let's make music or we're get bored

Ride so slow or the pedals floored
You ask what I see in them?
Pinocchio of course
Wood is easy to get torched
Get this fire up throw on more

They say you really shouldn't reminisce on the past
But I have so much to say on this pad
I'll get onto happy cause emotions they pass
It brings a smile to my face when you laugh

Grew up with blink 182 yeah they jam
My Mom rocked The Beetles
Stevie Ray Vaughn from Dad
My bros pulling up in the truck blaring prince
Mariah Carey singing high notes from my Sis

I've always wanted to make a song like this
A little punk pop emo back in the day hits
If someone said pick genre
Well I can't get a grip
Feeling vasoline on guitar strings yeah

This ain't something new I've felt before
I'm walking through revolving doors
Try not to smoke weed before my chores
Let's make music or we're get bored

Ride so slow or the pedals floored
You ask what I see in them?
Pinocchio of course
Wood is easy to get torched
Get this fire up throw on more

I really ask what's wrong with me
La La La La La La La

I don't have too many happy songs to sing
Na Na Na Na Na

Written by:
Keane Carlson

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