Brown Bricks lyrics

I'll find a place of my own somewhere not so local Somewhere I can call my own somewhere o so natural I could make my own way I could even make my bed I'm needin a change, climb out of this pit and respirate Don't get me wrong I love this place But it's those little things that are drivin me insane Don't get me wrong I love you all the same It's those brown bricks and coffee stains It's like a government program without the need to lie No job seeker diary and no god damn waitin lines I've been and gone once or twice just like every young man does I've seen the trees and I have smelt the roses