Odds: "Smokescreen (Come And Get Me)" Lyrics

Add it to the list of square jawed decisions I refuse to make

for the same reason San Fransiscans don't leave on accout of an earthquake

There are textbook moves and trails to blaze no shortage of advice

so I'm blindly staying put like a deer caught in the headlights

After all those songs (I'm satisfied)

I could be horribly wrong (I'm satisfied)

'Til disaster comes along (I'm satisfied)

Taken in the back to get my ear chewing better that then learn

They'll be wiping simple smiles off my face until it's someone else's turn

I like the smell and endure the taste of everything that's cheaper

and when he asks me,