1937 State Park – Car Seat Headrest – letras

(I never thought it would happen to me but…) x2No one should ever have to look at themselvesI steer clear of graveyardsThey are clicheIn my death-obsessed generationNo one should ever have to look at themselvesHigh school teen dream dies in the hospitalLeaves behind a journal and a pair of Air JordansLyrics of popular rock balladsChanged to include his nameI’m taking back my heartYou were digging a hole for it six feet deep(at the state park, at the state park)I didn’t want you to hearThat shake in my voiceMy pain is my ownAnd when the cops shook me downI cried walking homeI cried walking homeYou and me are connected nowWe were in one photograph and we don’t even look happyI can’t commit to a crime to commitI need to get one done for the biography becauseWhen I split the sceneLeave the party earlyWhat am I leaving behind me?Just a memoryAnother bodyIt ain’t no pair of Air JordansSomething is ringingDeath is playing hisXylophone ribs for meI didn’t want you to hearThat shake in my voiceMy pain is my ownAnd when the cops shook me downI cried walking homeI cried walking homeDon’t worryI’m worrying for twoSo don’t worry babyDon’t worryI’m worrying for twoSo don’t worry baby

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