Dylan Cozart - skatepants Lyrics

Used to try to break dance
In my garage
Had holes in my skate pants
Wasn't worried about nada
Now I'm always anxious of danger
Every best friend I've had turned back to a stranger
These songs are my safe space
I hide away in them
Jesse James in a cave
Except I don't have a briefcase full of money
But I find a way to be okay
I need to make songs and creations
More of a hobby and get back in retail
I can't change the direction of the wind
But I can adjust my sails
To reach my destination
Just hope there ain't hail
I'm deteriorating like a pound of cheese
Still lost but I found my peace
Too awkward, try to be less cowardly
Had a phone interview I was higher than a cloud
Asked, "Can we reschedule"
They said, "Nah right now"
I said, "Sweet"
Tried to be chill
But I probably sounded freaked
Fumbled words, stumbled sure
This dang Sour Diesel
Ain't even the only opportunity
I dropped the round ball
Hard to skip town, I ain't no outlaw
I've seen a lot of come ups
Seen a lot of downfalls
Some days repeat, huh, groundhog
Underground, just wait until I sprout tall
I wish the best to every one but how odd
That the generation got to sell itself to the crowd of all
In the mountain fog
I'm the breath of the universe
One with the air
My flesh is the humid dirt
River runs within my hair
Show the bare (Bear) me
Like my tongue is a snare
Spinning as the merry go
Stuck inside the fare
I smile at every dog on the street like a loner
Can't make eye contact with the owners
I forgot what it's like to be totally sober
Half-pipe dreaming what a stoner
Another night alone, another day older
Picking out the grass covered cereal clovers
And my story ain't over
But it's about time for an upswing
I can hope sure

Used to try to break dance
In my garage
Had holes in my skate pants
Wasn't worried about nada
Now I'm always anxious of danger
Every best friend I've had turned back to a stranger
These songs are my safe space
I hide away in them
Jesse James in a cave
Except I don't have a briefcase full of money
But I find a way to be okay
I need to make songs and creations
More of a hobby and get back in retail
I can't change the direction of the wind
But I can adjust my sails
To reach my destination
Just hope there ain't hail
I'm deteriorating like a pound of cheese
Still lost but I found my peace
Too awkward, try to be less cowardly
Had a phone interview I was higher than a cloud
Asked, "Can we reschedule"
They said, "Nah right now"
I said, "Sweet"
Tried to be chill
But I probably sounded freaked
Fumbled words, stumbled sure
This dang Sour Diesel
Ain't even the only opportunity
I dropped the round ball
Hard to skip town, I ain't no outlaw
I've seen a lot of come ups
Seen a lot of downfalls
Some days repeat, huh, groundhog
Underground, just wait until I sprout tall
I wish the best to every one but how odd
That the generation got to sell itself to the crowd of all
In the mountain fog
I'm the breath of the universe
One with the air
My flesh is the humid dirt
River runs within my hair
Show the bare (Bear) me
Like my tongue is a snare
Spinning as the merry go
Stuck inside the fare
I smile at every dog on the street like a loner
Can't make eye contact with the owners
I forgot what it's like to be totally sober
Half-pipe dreaming what a stoner
Another night alone, another day older
Picking out the grass covered cereal clovers
And my story ain't over
But it's about time for an upswing
I can hope sure