The Jim Yoshii Pile-Up - Seattle, Wa by Ximena Sarinana
Itâ€™s always tight at the end of the month.
Until that check comes, thereâ€™s nothing for lunch.
Iâ€™m sick of all my stuff being halfway broke.
Too tired to pretend that Iâ€™m not sick of my friends.
Some days Iâ€™m sorry that I ever moved here.
Some days I think about moving back in with my folks.
Some days I think about moving up north,
Where rent is cheaper and I can have a house and porch to
Watch the rain, walk out in the rain, stand under the rain, and let Seattle wash me.
- Ximena Sarinana
- The Jim Yoshii Pile-Up - Seattle, Wa Lyrics