Lyrics:<br /><br />Walking Around Feeling Downbeat<br /><br />The flash flash of the night made him seem offbeat<br />With a white jacket like it’s that hard to be discrete<br />His wild gesticulation distracts from his poor taste<br />If being there is something then he could replace<br />Everytime you feel your head staring at the concrete <br />Just know that not everyone else feels so downbeat<br /><br />She could make you feel every sting and every synth<br />Her voice would make you get lost in the labyrinth<br />You wouldn’t listen to the words except what you’d repeat<br />What you did was accompanied by the moving of the feet<br />Everytime you feel your head staring at the concrete<br />Just know that not everyone else feels so downbeat<br /><br />The punk was rolling up his sleeves as a showcase<br />He’s making his best possible use of this space<br />The cracking of the bottles don’t disturb him none<br />It doesn’t matter that he’s the one his parents shun<br />Everytime you feel your head staring at the concrete<br />Just know that not everyone else feels so downbeat<br /><br />The hat on his head don’t match this city or time<br />But his pennies are laid out to show he’s done no crime<br />The rhythm points somewhere into the past<br />Perhaps to some place where you wouldn’t be so downcast<br />Everytime you feel your head staring at the concrete<br />Just know that not everyone else feels so downbeat<br /><br />He was going a little fast and I didn’t understand him<br />I realized I didn’t have his tongue to place at my mouth rim<br />His rhymes broke through with such a force that<br />I had to stop to get a good look at what caused his combat<br />Everytime you feel your head staring at the concrete<br />Just know that not everyone else feels so downbeat<br />
