What's more American than TV static?
And we'll die just to spite you, it's the strangest of habits
I haven't slept in days, my mind feels crazed, it's not my life
I know the feeling goin over the brink and we all begin praying when the boat starts to sink.
And you'll scream, ""Hold on, you got this all wrong, it's not my life.""
Well, I'm not supposed to die like this, I'm supposed to be somewhere else.
At the end of a blade maybe end up in flames, something flashier than myself.
Well no one rolls to pick the souls, but I'm glad with the one I got.
Let me off this train or land this plane cause this sure as hell ain't my stop, this ain't my stop
Run me out of your town, see I'm the cause of your conflict.
And I spit on the paper, see if that makes the point stick
If I'm bleeding don't stop it, it's more than a prophet, it's my life.
Lately it's crazy, the sweating, the freezing
And I change like the leaves or the decay of the seasons.
Put the gun in your pocket, tell the driver to stop it, it's my life
Well, I'm not supposed to die like this, I'm supposed to be somewhere else.
At the end of a blade maybe end up in flames, something flashier than myself.
Well no one rolls to pick the souls, but I'm glad with the one I got.
Let me off this train or land this plane cause this sure as hell ain't my stop, this ain't my stop
The beginning of life, I guess it's more than a concept
And the handles are stolen so the train hasn't stopped yet.
Had a dream but I lost it, a hole in my pocket, it's my life.
And the windows are broken and the building we live in keeps the rain from our faces but it lets all the ghosts in.
Heard a heart that quit beatin and the city kept blinkin, it's my life
Well, I'm not supposed to die like this, I'm supposed to be somewhere else.
At the end of a blade maybe end up in flames, something flashier than myself.
Well no one rolls to pick the souls, but I'm glad with the one I got.
Let me off this train or land this plane cause this sure as hell ain't my stop, this ain't my stop
Ain't My Stop Video (MV)
Performed By: The Weeks
Length: 3:18
Written by: CAIN BARNES, CYLE BARNES, DAMIEN BONE, ALEXANDER ADMIRAL COLLIER, SAMUEL WILLIAMS
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What's more American than TV static?
And we'll die just to spite you, it's the strangest of habits
I haven't slept in days, my mind feels crazed, it's not my life
I know the feeling goin over the brink and we all begin praying when the boat starts to sink.
And you'll scream, ""Hold on, you got this all wrong, it's not my life.""
Well, I'm not supposed to die like this, I'm supposed to be somewhere else.
At the end of a blade maybe end up in flames, something flashier than myself.
Well no one rolls to pick the souls, but I'm glad with the one I got.
Let me off this train or land this plane cause this sure as hell ain't my stop, this ain't my stop
Run me out of your town, see I'm the cause of your conflict.
And I spit on the paper, see if that makes the point stick
If I'm bleeding don't stop it, it's more than a prophet, it's my life.
Lately it's crazy, the sweating, the freezing
And I change like the leaves or the decay of the seasons.
Put the gun in your pocket, tell the driver to stop it, it's my life
Well, I'm not supposed to die like this, I'm supposed to be somewhere else.
At the end of a blade maybe end up in flames, something flashier than myself.
Well no one rolls to pick the souls, but I'm glad with the one I got.
Let me off this train or land this plane cause this sure as hell ain't my stop, this ain't my stop
The beginning of life, I guess it's more than a concept
And the handles are stolen so the train hasn't stopped yet.
Had a dream but I lost it, a hole in my pocket, it's my life.
And the windows are broken and the building we live in keeps the rain from our faces but it lets all the ghosts in.
Heard a heart that quit beatin and the city kept blinkin, it's my life
Well, I'm not supposed to die like this, I'm supposed to be somewhere else.
At the end of a blade maybe end up in flames, something flashier than myself.
Well no one rolls to pick the souls, but I'm glad with the one I got.
Let me off this train or land this plane cause this sure as hell ain't my stop, this ain't my stop
And we'll die just to spite you, it's the strangest of habits
I haven't slept in days, my mind feels crazed, it's not my life
I know the feeling goin over the brink and we all begin praying when the boat starts to sink.
And you'll scream, ""Hold on, you got this all wrong, it's not my life.""
Well, I'm not supposed to die like this, I'm supposed to be somewhere else.
At the end of a blade maybe end up in flames, something flashier than myself.
Well no one rolls to pick the souls, but I'm glad with the one I got.
Let me off this train or land this plane cause this sure as hell ain't my stop, this ain't my stop
Run me out of your town, see I'm the cause of your conflict.
And I spit on the paper, see if that makes the point stick
If I'm bleeding don't stop it, it's more than a prophet, it's my life.
Lately it's crazy, the sweating, the freezing
And I change like the leaves or the decay of the seasons.
Put the gun in your pocket, tell the driver to stop it, it's my life
Well, I'm not supposed to die like this, I'm supposed to be somewhere else.
At the end of a blade maybe end up in flames, something flashier than myself.
Well no one rolls to pick the souls, but I'm glad with the one I got.
Let me off this train or land this plane cause this sure as hell ain't my stop, this ain't my stop
The beginning of life, I guess it's more than a concept
And the handles are stolen so the train hasn't stopped yet.
Had a dream but I lost it, a hole in my pocket, it's my life.
And the windows are broken and the building we live in keeps the rain from our faces but it lets all the ghosts in.
Heard a heart that quit beatin and the city kept blinkin, it's my life
Well, I'm not supposed to die like this, I'm supposed to be somewhere else.
At the end of a blade maybe end up in flames, something flashier than myself.
Well no one rolls to pick the souls, but I'm glad with the one I got.
Let me off this train or land this plane cause this sure as hell ain't my stop, this ain't my stop
Writer: CAIN BARNES, CYLE BARNES, DAMIEN BONE, ALEXANDER ADMIRAL COLLIER, SAMUEL WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management