Текст песни
at vintage vinyl to score some cds
Signed away your right to be forgotten, they float above and below me
This is starting to scare me, our alternate history
And every surface is mercury glass, here i am again at ben s myspace grave Guitars, this is starting to scare me
this is starting to scare me
Drive down to philly with me, fuck your learner s permit
fuck your learner s permit
for ripping rails not listening
And then out of nowhere, i raise a toast to the rock n roll ghost, and every surface is mercury glass
Erased my identity, drive down to philly with me
but it ain t whiskey
this is starting to scare me
Imagining victory, almost died a thousand times
they float above and below me
Where we watched faces of death, drive down to philly with me
Where we watched faces of death, imagining victory Eat, broke my bong on purpose
imagining victory
been mapping the abyss since 2007
Got no serotonin left, erased my identity
Where we watched faces of death, the songs we never wrote Cymbals, they float above and below me
Wanna wake up wanting to listen to records, wanna wake up wanting to listen to records, this is starting to scare me
Imagining victory, broke my bong on purpose Guitars, where we watched faces of death
The three perfect chords get me closer to heaven, but it ain t whiskey
Here i am again at ben s myspace grave, the three perfect chords get me closer to heaven, at vintage vinyl to score some cds
The three perfect chords get me closer to heaven, keepsake tinnitus shrieks me to sleep, keepsake tinnitus shrieks me to sleep
High is just a tingling behind my eyes, our alternate history
signed away your right to be forgotten
And we regretted it, the smell of his basement Xr, it s emergen-c
But those old feelings elude me, but those old feelings elude me Cymbals, hit the ceiling with weed
For ripping rails not listening, imagining victory
Almost died a thousand times, imagining victory, and every surface is mercury glass
It s emergen-c, imagining victory Eat, but it ain t whiskey
got no serotonin left
Imagining victory, and every surface is mercury glass
High is just a tingling behind my eyes, broke my bong on purpose, show we attended
Out in the street our heat turns to steam, been mapping the abyss since 2007, the three perfect chords get me closer to heaven
the summer benzo blackouts
They float above and below me, hit the ceiling with weed, i raise a toast to the rock n roll ghost
For ripping rails not listening, to see the wrens in a rec room, the summer benzo blackouts
The songs we never wrote, this is starting to scare me Xr, the songs we never wrote
Got no serotonin left, broke my bong on purpose
Signed away your right to be forgotten, and we regretted it