Interpret:

Switchfoot

Album:

Fading West

All this noise of rock and roll
Feels a lot like we’re ready to fold
Feels a lot like we’ve lost the goal
Lost our minds and lost the soul of a nation


A couple lost generations
We’re the ones lost and losing patience
I’m still looking for a correlation
Between what to say and how you roll


Spit it out
​Yeah, spit it out


Say it like you mean it
Say it like you mean it
Say it like you mean it
But I still don’t believe it


Oh my soul, wonder where’d you go?
It never did feel like my control
I never could fit in microphones
I never could fit in stop and stand ovations


Give me the songs of the nation
Cause it feels like law lacks motivation
See, I’m still looking for a correlation
Between what you say and how you roll


Spit it out
​Like you mean it
Spit it out


You say it like you mean it
But I still don’t believe it