I am not a man for all or let alone any season.
I get the S.A.D.S.
Do you know what I mean?
Yeah we heard you say that we were a band's band.
We'd just like to know what that means.
Can anyone tell me who I am?
Because sometimes I am uncertain.
I'm sorry for being the oversharer.
Extroverted.
Powdered noses.
Wishing I'd stop making noises.
In my becoming of such an emotional burden
Cometh forth bridges soaked for burning.
Can anyone tell me who I am?
Because almost always I am uncertain.
Poor little teether.
Lord knows I hear ya.
God knows I'm with ya.
The age of confessional music is in full cringe.
Swearing punchlines.
Fully loaded sans swing.
Can anyone tell me who I am?
It feels fairly awful when I am uncertain.
Uncertain Video (MV)
Performed By: Paws
Language: English
Length: 3:30
Written by: Kyle Foley, Michael Bedard, Steve Taylor
Paws - Uncertain Lyrics
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I am not a man for all or let alone any season.
I get the S.A.D.S.
Do you know what I mean?
Yeah we heard you say that we were a band's band.
We'd just like to know what that means.
Can anyone tell me who I am?
Because sometimes I am uncertain.
I'm sorry for being the oversharer.
Extroverted.
Powdered noses.
Wishing I'd stop making noises.
In my becoming of such an emotional burden
Cometh forth bridges soaked for burning.
Can anyone tell me who I am?
Because almost always I am uncertain.
Poor little teether.
Lord knows I hear ya.
God knows I'm with ya.
The age of confessional music is in full cringe.
Swearing punchlines.
Fully loaded sans swing.
Can anyone tell me who I am?
It feels fairly awful when I am uncertain.
I get the S.A.D.S.
Do you know what I mean?
Yeah we heard you say that we were a band's band.
We'd just like to know what that means.
Can anyone tell me who I am?
Because sometimes I am uncertain.
I'm sorry for being the oversharer.
Extroverted.
Powdered noses.
Wishing I'd stop making noises.
In my becoming of such an emotional burden
Cometh forth bridges soaked for burning.
Can anyone tell me who I am?
Because almost always I am uncertain.
Poor little teether.
Lord knows I hear ya.
God knows I'm with ya.
The age of confessional music is in full cringe.
Swearing punchlines.
Fully loaded sans swing.
Can anyone tell me who I am?
It feels fairly awful when I am uncertain.
Writer: Kyle Foley, Michael Bedard, Steve Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid