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Feel Like Jake Video (MV)




Performed By: Wylie Something
Language: English
Length: 4:39
Written by: Jacob Smolinski
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Wylie Something - Feel Like Jake Lyrics




Waitin' on the sun

Wakin' while dusk is old n shakin'
Birds are chirpin' ain't they
Beautiful to listen
From my bed complacent

With what I got

In everything I've made up
Life, goals, and aspirations
A dog that snores and wakes up
When I call his name
50/50 shot
Blind ol dog

People, they come and go discreetly
No hollerin' or preaching
Sometimes they're just leaving
I think I do that too
How about you
Is it what you do

(ROCK)

Sometimes the makeup cries a river
The sight of something pretty
The sight of something ugly
Sometimes it's just a dream
Somethin' in-between
Mascara in sheets

I always try and sit and listen
Like an elder to children
On the breeze words slippin'
Stories, anthologies
It's what I need

Drifted from patterns of the current
Newsflashes, cable alerts
People on the outskirts
What's it like outside?
I guess it'll be fine

Digging til I hit a layer
The last living payphone
If I dial your number
Will you pick up quick
Not much sticks

Crossed rivers that I spent time in
Climbed peaks that were too high then
I feel like Jake
Always felt like him
There aren't mistakes
There weren't mistakes
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English

Waitin' on the sun

Wakin' while dusk is old n shakin'
Birds are chirpin' ain't they
Beautiful to listen
From my bed complacent

With what I got

In everything I've made up
Life, goals, and aspirations
A dog that snores and wakes up
When I call his name
50/50 shot
Blind ol dog

People, they come and go discreetly
No hollerin' or preaching
Sometimes they're just leaving
I think I do that too
How about you
Is it what you do

(ROCK)

Sometimes the makeup cries a river
The sight of something pretty
The sight of something ugly
Sometimes it's just a dream
Somethin' in-between
Mascara in sheets

I always try and sit and listen
Like an elder to children
On the breeze words slippin'
Stories, anthologies
It's what I need

Drifted from patterns of the current
Newsflashes, cable alerts
People on the outskirts
What's it like outside?
I guess it'll be fine

Digging til I hit a layer
The last living payphone
If I dial your number
Will you pick up quick
Not much sticks

Crossed rivers that I spent time in
Climbed peaks that were too high then
I feel like Jake
Always felt like him
There aren't mistakes
There weren't mistakes
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Writer: Jacob Smolinski
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