Marc C. Cole - 85 Lyrics

Pronounced alive in 85 and I Remember taking my first breath
Such a shame I haven't got the sense
That I was born with, people they Have told me
There just ain't no Sense left, senseless

All my friends the last, the lost, the Least, the leftout and the looked Over
Keep telling me about how
They're f*cked over
It's strange that I'm still penniless And I know you don't care less
Moved into your house in October

All you screaming bleeding hearts Were dancing next to me in 93
Who knew, the things, we had to do Would Change
This time won't Come again Let's all light a cigarette
And Share it With our friends

After all is said and done I guess we
Knew we'd never talk again, my Friend, it's still, a time that I recall
I had gave my all, you looked Through the looking glass and left
Cinders at the ball

In writing all my thoughts again
I seem to be just banging on a theme
It's like, having all, my music friends Again
They're sitting round being Cool
You're just trying to tune up
When the drummer walks in the Room

I guess I'm just a passenger riding
On a bus you all got off, some time Ago, now everyone thinks your Great
I tell them there's no hate
In the grand scheme of it all who gives
A shit that we were mates

How do you know, how do you Know, cos you don't see me
Been years since we talked so freely
You're so needy, needy

How do you know, how do you Know, cos you don't see me
Been years since we talked so freely
You're so needy, needy