Exchecker - THIRST Lyrics

I miss the way it felt when I had my arm around your coat
Two breakdowns this week but I could hope for a better weekend
I'm freezing in this shirt but I could cope with this tote bag I carry around
Can't evade it, but it's full of panic attacks
Depression and the overwhelming feeling that I'm jaded
Of this overrated lifestyle that I traded
For this lucky dip lottery ticket to feel appreciated
I miss the way you look at me when you know I'm talking shit
Acting all pretentious when I know you detest it
Relentlessly committed to chasing your kiss
Your big blue eyes and that smile I can't miss
Just for a second, it makes me believe in that childhood dream once again
Rose-tinted vision of that commitment we once shared
But with the roles reversed
And now I need you just to quench my thirst
I miss the

I miss that nine to three at the barber shop
Twenty-five pound, cash in the hand
Spend it all the same night on a six pack of cans
Never knew what we were doing
Still better off before I used and abused to feel secure
Like JFK, I'm at this new frontier
Just with the fear that it doesn't end in a belated assassination attempt
I created inevitable self-contempt
And now it's up to me whether to progress or lament
I miss that nine to three at the barber shop
Cheap shirt from Next, deep thirst to quench
Counting down the clock 'till I can see you again
I'd wander over to your house, hold you on your couch
Live the sweet life like Cole Sprouse and pop that cork out
You'd probably have some problems, we could talk it out
Now I feel like I've got them while you're walkin' out
I miss not being a Rainchild when the sun comes out
I miss

Train carriage full of baggage of the emotional type
I'm plain ravaged, disparaged like the Mongolians might
Quick answer to this cancer just to terminate plight
I heard it ain't right just to lay off the fight and lie down
I slide inside town
Oversized hoodie just to hide this wry frown
Resign me to the winter like a pumpkin spiced coffee
There's lots of me approximately 20 minutes outside of
Deep in your soul when it's really in my own and it ain't in yours
A danger course, tainted lust
Blamed to force this train to call at stops neglected
It ain't on my ticket but still I re-check it
Due to change at a place I hate, but I have to respect it
Need for a lever on the seat so I could eject it
There's nothing I can do, I use the train exit
You call it the end but I want to raincheck it