Strangers – Car Seat Headrest – letras

If I can fit my dreamsYou say the same things over and overInto an Ab Ab rhyme schemeYou say the same things over and overLove is a way of passing on our genesLove is because we want to further our genesGod is a scientist, he’s just found out about usHe’s published a study but he don’t know much about usWhen I die I won’t become a ghostBecause I’ll have nowhere to hauntFuck this town and fuck my dirty handsWhen you’re strange then the critics gotta be strangerBut they’re just strangersSociety wants me to fuck, well fuck ’emCar Seat is a genetic stop signI sleep lying next to a mirrorCar Seat is a menace to the publicLove is a way of advancing our speciesLove is because we want to keep up our speciesGod is a director, he’s just found out about usHe’s talked to our agents but he don’t know much about usWhen I die I won’t become a ghostBecause I’ll have nowhere to hauntFuck this town and fuck my dirty handsWhen you’re strange if they like you then they gotta be strangerBut they’re just strangersCar Seat’s nervous and the lights are brightWhen I was a kid I fell in love with Michael StipeI took lyrics out of context and thought »He must be speaking to me »I won’t last too much longerI’m already starting to run out of places for faces in my headThey’re all starting to look the sameI won’t last too much longerI’m already starting to run out of places for faces in my headThey’re all starting to look the same