A Little Bit Rougher

A year ago you were brothers

You would fight to the end for your friends

But now you can’t stand eachother’s faces

And you speak more like enemies, if you speak at all

 

You’re a little bit rougher, you’re a little more tired

Of being disappointed and everyone else’s shit

But your shoes smell too, and you’re not always perfect

It’s a little bit rougher to admit it

 

What are your post-life plans

You should start figuring out what to do

If you see them on the street gotta plan your conversation

Cause politeness is a skill towards those you hate

 

You’re a little bit rougher, you’re a little more tired

Of being disappointed and everyone else’s shit

But your shoes smell too, and you’re not always perfect

It’s a little bit rougher to admit it

 

Maybe if you made a little effort

If you stopped pointing fingers

If you let your edges fit stead of grating on eachother

Maybe if you made a little effort

If you stopped pointing fingers

If you let your edges fit stead of grating on eachother

It wouldn’t be even one bit rougher

It wouldn’t be even one bit rougher

 

You’re a little bit rougher, you’re a little more tired

Of being disappointed and everyone else’s shit

But your shoes smell too, and you’re not always perfect

It’s a little bit rougher to admit it