Polar Bear -Radio
I been lookin' around at abandoned cars on the side of the highway
Askin' myself are they a metaphor of the lack of drive or dead battery eyes
You gotta' scream to get your point across that's our way
You gotta' scratch the skin with the youngest cut it'll be okay
Too many nights in the Greyhound station up North Syracuse
And the departure screen lookin' at me like it was talkin' sh*t just as I walked in
Too much debt pride and seinging mood through American veins
The confidence of twenty fools with equal parts shame
It's no surprise I hear religion on the radio
We can't find any other signal
Slow that's is how it'll go when you're buildin' somethin' that's worth the build
But keeping in mind why you started to climb it gets harder with height
Don't you think of starting over now what a waste
The guy in your head and the one in the mirror got a different face
It's no surprise I hear religion on the radio
We can't find any other signal
Woa-oh-ho-oh-oh
Are you gonna' break down the wall
Playin' with a red rubber ball
Pick the hammer up turn me all to dust
Break down the wall
Playin' with the red rubber ball
Pick the hammer up
Turn me all to dust
Woah woa-oh woah-oh-oh-oh
