Song | Know Me (Live) - Live |
Artist | Toad the Wet Sprocket |
Album | Welcome Home: Live At The Arlington Theatre, Santa Barbara 1992 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Should i have believed i was still a boy | |
Naive and sane, protected wholly | |
Tongue-tied and restless | |
Breathing of futures | |
Know me; i am not a child | |
'though you have age | |
You have not felt the pain... | |
Should i have remained obedient and docile | |
So far restrained | |
The hands that hold me back | |
Could break my bones | |
As each one snaps | |
I hate my home | |
Far on my way | |
I should know, i was born here | |
Know me | |
Am i just some fool? am i far from ready? | |
Just let me fall and i'll believe you. | |
Chained up and pampered i strain until i crack | |
Know me before you kill what i want to be | |
And leave me cold | |
Bled white | |
And feeling old | |
Far on my way | |
I should know, i was born here | |
Know me--know all i am | |
Far on my way | |
I was cold then i exploded | |
Know me... |
Should i have believed i was still a boy | |
Naive and sane, protected wholly | |
Tonguetied and restless | |
Breathing of futures | |
Know me i am not a child | |
' though you have age | |
You have not felt the pain... | |
Should i have remained obedient and docile | |
So far restrained | |
The hands that hold me back | |
Could break my bones | |
As each one snaps | |
I hate my home | |
Far on my way | |
I should know, i was born here | |
Know me | |
Am i just some fool? am i far from ready? | |
Just let me fall and i' ll believe you. | |
Chained up and pampered i strain until i crack | |
Know me before you kill what i want to be | |
And leave me cold | |
Bled white | |
And feeling old | |
Far on my way | |
I should know, i was born here | |
Know meknow all i am | |
Far on my way | |
I was cold then i exploded | |
Know me... |
Should i have believed i was still a boy | |
Naive and sane, protected wholly | |
Tonguetied and restless | |
Breathing of futures | |
Know me i am not a child | |
' though you have age | |
You have not felt the pain... | |
Should i have remained obedient and docile | |
So far restrained | |
The hands that hold me back | |
Could break my bones | |
As each one snaps | |
I hate my home | |
Far on my way | |
I should know, i was born here | |
Know me | |
Am i just some fool? am i far from ready? | |
Just let me fall and i' ll believe you. | |
Chained up and pampered i strain until i crack | |
Know me before you kill what i want to be | |
And leave me cold | |
Bled white | |
And feeling old | |
Far on my way | |
I should know, i was born here | |
Know meknow all i am | |
Far on my way | |
I was cold then i exploded | |
Know me... |