The latest release from the Columbus, Ohio, band Fashion Week.
lyrics
Looking up at the clouds/some say there's a dinosaur
Some say it's a unicorn, for sure
I guess it all depends/on the shoes you're standing in
But don't ask me, I can't tell anymore, no
I can't tell anymore
Living in between/is the hardest place to be
Trajectory is all we know for sure
Are you closing in? or somehow sliding back again
Don't ask me, I can't tell anymore, no
I can't tell anymore
I'm all mixed up
All the hipster kids/listening to the radio
They hear a song that everybody knows
Someone sings along/and someone points out all the flaws
But is it cool? they can't tell anymore, no
They can't tell any more
I don't care anymore
I'm all mixed up
I'm tired of trying
I'm tired of all these lines in the sand
I'm tired of fighting
To prove just how legit I am
How legit I am, no, no
Who's in charge, who's in charge
Who's in charge here anyway
credits
from All Mixed Up,
released May 15, 2015
Music and lyrics by Fashion Week.
Drums by Chris Guthrie.
Recorded by Sam Beaumier and Tyler Earnest.
Mixed by Seth Earnest. Mastered by Brian Lucey.