Man I'm feeling pretty bored
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
Man I'm feeling pretty bored
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
I've got no council, I just council myself because
You cant count on help when you carry yourself
And I can't keep counting pills I've been killing myself
And the milligram count has been raising some doubt
I doubt I'll make it but I hate it here so I'm chasing fear
In the 8, where the snakes fake that they can relate
To your greatness, here we go I'm gonna put on a show
Whether it's rain, sleet or snow these are the statements
Of a prophet slinging snow for no profit
Yeah, we've all got our roles an no one can stop it
So it's one shot till I hit my top pick
They say I've got it but i really don't want it
And I don't want to know any more
I'm sold on the truth, growing old in the studio
Hitting the booth until I'm missing every tooth
Because it's been hitting back the fact of the matter
Is bliss only comes for the ignorant
And anger only trumps your intelligence
Are you getting it yet? are you doing the math
Are you really getting mad at me cause I can't relax
Man I'm feeling pretty bored
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
Man I'm feeling pretty bored
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
I've got another story for you
It's sorta horror infused
And it sorta seems confusing
But my fuse is turning shorter than fives 2's
Take a breath, with 10 seconds left
What would you do? I bet you'd change your views
And hope it's not too late, to be accepted through the heavenly gates
After all, these sins are our fathers
And we're drowning under the water gates of a larger picture
And our place in it, is to stay rigid
So with my last day of living
I'm gonna hate every thing living in it
And the god who put me here too
So what are you gonna do with me
I don't think the devil wants nothing to do with me
So poof, Vinnie is gone
The only the proof that he lived are these songs
And they won't be remembered for long
Who really has any time to get along
So long, my bones are shaking
I can taste reincarnation coming on
I know the message didn't make it
But I feel a little less naked
Can I take a pause
Because the cause has had very little effect in spite of the law
My jaw is aching from talking
Tired of of explaining myself in circles to morons
Man I'm feeling pretty bored
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
Man I'm feeling pretty bored
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
Fain - Story Time Lyrics
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Man I'm feeling pretty bored
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
Man I'm feeling pretty bored
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
I've got no council, I just council myself because
You cant count on help when you carry yourself
And I can't keep counting pills I've been killing myself
And the milligram count has been raising some doubt
I doubt I'll make it but I hate it here so I'm chasing fear
In the 8, where the snakes fake that they can relate
To your greatness, here we go I'm gonna put on a show
Whether it's rain, sleet or snow these are the statements
Of a prophet slinging snow for no profit
Yeah, we've all got our roles an no one can stop it
So it's one shot till I hit my top pick
They say I've got it but i really don't want it
And I don't want to know any more
I'm sold on the truth, growing old in the studio
Hitting the booth until I'm missing every tooth
Because it's been hitting back the fact of the matter
Is bliss only comes for the ignorant
And anger only trumps your intelligence
Are you getting it yet? are you doing the math
Are you really getting mad at me cause I can't relax
Man I'm feeling pretty bored
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
Man I'm feeling pretty bored
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
I've got another story for you
It's sorta horror infused
And it sorta seems confusing
But my fuse is turning shorter than fives 2's
Take a breath, with 10 seconds left
What would you do? I bet you'd change your views
And hope it's not too late, to be accepted through the heavenly gates
After all, these sins are our fathers
And we're drowning under the water gates of a larger picture
And our place in it, is to stay rigid
So with my last day of living
I'm gonna hate every thing living in it
And the god who put me here too
So what are you gonna do with me
I don't think the devil wants nothing to do with me
So poof, Vinnie is gone
The only the proof that he lived are these songs
And they won't be remembered for long
Who really has any time to get along
So long, my bones are shaking
I can taste reincarnation coming on
I know the message didn't make it
But I feel a little less naked
Can I take a pause
Because the cause has had very little effect in spite of the law
My jaw is aching from talking
Tired of of explaining myself in circles to morons
Man I'm feeling pretty bored
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
Man I'm feeling pretty bored
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
Man I'm feeling pretty bored
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
I've got no council, I just council myself because
You cant count on help when you carry yourself
And I can't keep counting pills I've been killing myself
And the milligram count has been raising some doubt
I doubt I'll make it but I hate it here so I'm chasing fear
In the 8, where the snakes fake that they can relate
To your greatness, here we go I'm gonna put on a show
Whether it's rain, sleet or snow these are the statements
Of a prophet slinging snow for no profit
Yeah, we've all got our roles an no one can stop it
So it's one shot till I hit my top pick
They say I've got it but i really don't want it
And I don't want to know any more
I'm sold on the truth, growing old in the studio
Hitting the booth until I'm missing every tooth
Because it's been hitting back the fact of the matter
Is bliss only comes for the ignorant
And anger only trumps your intelligence
Are you getting it yet? are you doing the math
Are you really getting mad at me cause I can't relax
Man I'm feeling pretty bored
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
Man I'm feeling pretty bored
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
I've got another story for you
It's sorta horror infused
And it sorta seems confusing
But my fuse is turning shorter than fives 2's
Take a breath, with 10 seconds left
What would you do? I bet you'd change your views
And hope it's not too late, to be accepted through the heavenly gates
After all, these sins are our fathers
And we're drowning under the water gates of a larger picture
And our place in it, is to stay rigid
So with my last day of living
I'm gonna hate every thing living in it
And the god who put me here too
So what are you gonna do with me
I don't think the devil wants nothing to do with me
So poof, Vinnie is gone
The only the proof that he lived are these songs
And they won't be remembered for long
Who really has any time to get along
So long, my bones are shaking
I can taste reincarnation coming on
I know the message didn't make it
But I feel a little less naked
Can I take a pause
Because the cause has had very little effect in spite of the law
My jaw is aching from talking
Tired of of explaining myself in circles to morons
Man I'm feeling pretty bored
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
Man I'm feeling pretty bored
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
Would you tell me a story
Writer: Vincent Sokolowski
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid