Moving Target

We worked for a long time Now we're coming home with our dicks in our hands I am speaking in another language So that you don't understand You'll sneak around it or try and make it easy Try and say you knew it all along It was so hard to open up my mouth Please don't undermine my resolve I slipped out And as soon I'd gotten to the street I wish that I had stayed And my phone didn't recognize my fingers Just something quizzical had changed I remember drinking with my friends I remember nearly drowning in the back Some people dress up and go and find the future Others just drool over the past I'll check it over one more time Before I turn it into birdseed Wriggle out and leave behind A shell for someone else to use We worked for a long time Now we're coming home with our dicks in our hands You're just staring at the air above me Like something's coming in to land I'll check it over one more time Before I turn it into birdseed Wriggle out and leave behind A shell for someone else to use Double vision Sick and tired What is it really? Why is it always A moving target? In and out It should be easy Maybe you don't grow