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Achin to Be - Pinhead Gunpowder



     
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Achin to Be Lyrics


Well, she's kind of like an artist
Sittin' on the floor
She never finishes, she abandons
Never shows a soulAnd she's kind of like a movie
Everyone rushes to see
And no one understands it
Sitting in their seatsShe closes her mouth to speak and
What comes out's a mystery
She's thought about, not understood
She's achin' to beWell, she dances alone in nightclubs
Every other day of the week
People look right through her
Baby doll, check your cheekAnd she's kind of like a poet
Who finds it hard to speak
The colors come so slowly
Like the colors down on the sheetsShe closes her mouth to speak and
She closes her eyes to see
She's thought about, not understood

She's achin' to beWell, I've been achin' for a while now, friend
I've been achin' hard for yearsWell, she's kind of like an artist
Who uses paints no more
She never shows you what she's doing
She never shows a soulWell, I saw one of your pictures
There was nothing that I could see
If no one's on your canvas
Well, I'm achin' to beShe closes her mouth to speak and
She closes her eyes to see
She's thought about and only loved
She's achin' to be just like me

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Pinhead Gunpowder is an East Bay punk rock band consisting of Aaron Cometbus (drums, lyrics), Bill Schneider (bass), Billie Joe Armstrong (guitar, vocals) and Jason White (guitar, vocals). Mike Kirsch (guitar, vocals) of Fuel (think Monuments to Excess) was in the band when they first formed in 1991, but eventually left, citing personal differences with Green Day (the band for which Billie Joe Armstrong is most famous).

Read more about Pinhead Gunpowder on Last.fm.


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