| Song | Nobody Owns You |
| Artist | The Growlers |
| Album | Not. Psych! |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Patience out the window and feed it to the birds | |
| Saying nothing to much while they find it first | |
| Pissin’ on the moments and missing the chance | |
| Under your face and it slipped through your hands | |
| Waiting for approval and nobody cares | |
| Guessing the mood is behind every stare | |
| Think back about the things you used to care about | |
| And now there so insignificant | |
| Think of how lame your fears seem now | |
| And how you might not get to live again | |
| Worried about the stranger’s imaginary thoughts | |
| Wondering if they’re gonna love you or not | |
| Loves me she loves me not it’s all the same | |
| Irrational thoughts still feed the mundane | |
| Waiting for approval and nobody cares | |
| Guessing the mood is behind every stare | |
| Think back about the things you used to care about | |
| And now there so insignificant | |
| Think how lame your fears seem now | |
| And how you might not get to live again | |
| Patience out the window and feed it to the birds | |
| Saying nothing to much while they all find it first | |
| Pissin’ on the moments and missing the chance | |
| Under your face and it slip through your hands | |
| Think back about the things you used to care about | |
| And now there so insignificant | |
| Think of how lame your fears seem now | |
| And how you might not get to live again | |
| Let all fear be your mirror | |
| Let it show you that it can’t hold you | |
| Let all fear be your mirror | |
| Let it show you that nobody owns you |
| Patience out the window and feed it to the birds | |
| Saying nothing to much while they find it first | |
| Pissin' on the moments and missing the chance | |
| Under your face and it slipped through your hands | |
| Waiting for approval and nobody cares | |
| Guessing the mood is behind every stare | |
| Think back about the things you used to care about | |
| And now there so insignificant | |
| Think of how lame your fears seem now | |
| And how you might not get to live again | |
| Worried about the stranger' s imaginary thoughts | |
| Wondering if they' re gonna love you or not | |
| Loves me she loves me not it' s all the same | |
| Irrational thoughts still feed the mundane | |
| Waiting for approval and nobody cares | |
| Guessing the mood is behind every stare | |
| Think back about the things you used to care about | |
| And now there so insignificant | |
| Think how lame your fears seem now | |
| And how you might not get to live again | |
| Patience out the window and feed it to the birds | |
| Saying nothing to much while they all find it first | |
| Pissin' on the moments and missing the chance | |
| Under your face and it slip through your hands | |
| Think back about the things you used to care about | |
| And now there so insignificant | |
| Think of how lame your fears seem now | |
| And how you might not get to live again | |
| Let all fear be your mirror | |
| Let it show you that it can' t hold you | |
| Let all fear be your mirror | |
| Let it show you that nobody owns you |
| Patience out the window and feed it to the birds | |
| Saying nothing to much while they find it first | |
| Pissin' on the moments and missing the chance | |
| Under your face and it slipped through your hands | |
| Waiting for approval and nobody cares | |
| Guessing the mood is behind every stare | |
| Think back about the things you used to care about | |
| And now there so insignificant | |
| Think of how lame your fears seem now | |
| And how you might not get to live again | |
| Worried about the stranger' s imaginary thoughts | |
| Wondering if they' re gonna love you or not | |
| Loves me she loves me not it' s all the same | |
| Irrational thoughts still feed the mundane | |
| Waiting for approval and nobody cares | |
| Guessing the mood is behind every stare | |
| Think back about the things you used to care about | |
| And now there so insignificant | |
| Think how lame your fears seem now | |
| And how you might not get to live again | |
| Patience out the window and feed it to the birds | |
| Saying nothing to much while they all find it first | |
| Pissin' on the moments and missing the chance | |
| Under your face and it slip through your hands | |
| Think back about the things you used to care about | |
| And now there so insignificant | |
| Think of how lame your fears seem now | |
| And how you might not get to live again | |
| Let all fear be your mirror | |
| Let it show you that it can' t hold you | |
| Let all fear be your mirror | |
| Let it show you that nobody owns you |