Fix Me from Scotch Mist by Scotch Mist

I told her "have a little faith"
But what do I know?
For certain now, my golden age passed a long, long time ago.
Toss my ego to the flames, crinkle in the sun.
Honeyed words of solace leaving bitter on my tongue.

I've come to preach the word of Dog, no ache that I can't ease.
Easy to fix anyone, but I can't seem to fix me.
But I can't seem to fix me.

She shook her head and laughed real loud, tears forming in her eyes,
"Keep rolling along this way, you'll eat yourself alive"

I've come to preach the word of Dog, no ache that I can't ease.
Easy to fix anyone, but I can't seem to fix me.
But I can't seem to fix me.

I've hopes high that you'll know now
Never to take me at my word
But I worry through the long nights,
I'll still burn, I'll still burn.

• Rock
• indie rock
• psychedelic rock
• New York