Lucy the Dog - YEAH, YOU Lyrics

Couldn't write a song when I was jealous
I couldn't write a song when I was sad
Couldn't write a song when I was angry
I let that milk go bad

This sounds like nostalgia
That shit look fun as hell
And then it look scary
I feel like I try to kill myself in my sleep

Burning star
Hold him down
Dying star
Hold him down
Yeah, you star
Balding star
Hold him down
Yeah, you better hold him down

Tried to get a show at Whirling Tiger
But nobody wanna play with us, no
We'd tread the waters, change the flow
They know we'd take it
That's why they're scared of us ya know