Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Beach Life-In-Death, artist - Car Seat Headrest. Album song Twin Fantasy, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 15.02.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Matador
Song language: English
Beach Life-In-Death |
Last night I drove to Harper’s Ferry and I thought about you |
There were signs on the road that warned me of stop signs |
The speed limit kept decreasing by ten |
As we entered a town about halfway there |
It was almost raining at the train station |
We threw our hoods on our heads at the train station |
Threw rocks into the river |
The river underneath the train tracks |
And when the train came, it was so big and powerful |
When it came into the little station |
I wanted to put my arms around it |
But the conductor looked at me funny |
So we had to say goodbye and leave |
The Monopoly board still in the backseat |
Took the nightmare left turn to get out of town |
And ran into the decreasing speed limits again |
What should I do? |
(Eat breakfast) |
What should I do? |
(Eat lunch) |
What should I do? |
(Eat dinner) |
What should I do? |
(Go to bed) |
Where can I go? |
(Go to the store) |
Where can I go? |
(Apply for jobs) |
Where can I go? |
(Go to a friend’s) |
Where can I go? |
(Go to bed) |
I wrote «Beach Death» when I thought you were taken |
I wrote «Beach Funeral» when I knew you were taken |
I wrote «Beach Fagz,» well, it wasn’t about you |
But it could’ve been, well, no, it couldn’t have |
I spent a week in Ocean City (I spent a week in Ocean City) |
And came back to find you were gone |
I spent a week in Illinois (I spent a week in Illinois) |
And came back to find you were still gone |
I pretended I was drunk when I came out to my friends |
I never came out to my friends |
We were all on Skype |
And I laughed and I changed the subject |
She said, «What's with this dog motif?» |
I said, «Do you have something against dogs?» |
I am almost completely soulless |
I am incapable of being human |
I am incapable of being inhuman |
I am living uncontrollably |
It should be called antidepression |
As a friend of mine suggested |
Because it’s not the sadness that hurts you |
It’s the brain’s reaction against it |
It’s not enough to love the unreal |
I am inseparable from the impossible |
I want gravity to stop for me |
My soul yearns for a fugitive from the laws of nature |
I want a cut scene |
I want a cut from your face to my face |
I want a cut, I want the next related video |
I don’t want to go insane |
I don’t want to have schizophrenia |
Last night, I dreamed he was trying to kill you |
I woke up and I was trying to kill you |
Been a year since we first met |
I don’t know if we’re boyfriends yet |
Do you have any crimes that, uh |
We could use to pass the time? |
I am |
Running out of drugs to try and I |
We said we hated humans |
We wanted to be humans |
We said we hated humans |
We wanted to be humans |
(Get more groceries, get eaten) |
(More groceries, get eaten) |
In the mall in the nighttime |
You came back alone with a flashlight |
Was the start of nothing new |
And it was my favorite scene |
I couldn’t tell you what it means |
But it meant something to me |
Pretty soon you’ll find some nice young |
Satanist with braces and one |
Capital «O», significant other |
You can take him home to your mother and |
Say, «Ma, this is my brother» |
We said we hated humans |
We wanted to be humans |
We said we hated humans |
We wanted to be humans |
(Get more groceries, get eaten) |
(Get more groceries, get eaten) |
(Get more groceries, get eaten) |
By the one you love |
When they put their lips around you |
You can feel their smile from the inside |
Last night, I dreamed he was trying to kill you |
I woke up and I was trying to kill you |
Your ears perked up |
And I perked up when your ears perked up |
You were all looking around |
And I hoped it was for me |
Hoped you were using your sonar systems for me |
The ancients saw it coming |
And you can see that they tried to warn them |
In the tales that they told their children |
But they fell out of their heads in the morning |
They said, «Sex can be frightening» |
But the children were not listening |
And then they cut out everything |
Except the kissing and the singing |
They finally found their home |
At Walt Disney Studios |
And the children all grew up |
With their fundamental schemas fucked |
But there’s lots of fish left in the sea |
There are lots of fish in business suits |
Who walk and talk on human feet |
And visit doctors, have weak knees |
Oh, please let me join your cult |
I’ll paint my face in your colors |
You had a real nice face |
I had an early death |
The ocean washed over your grave |
The ocean washed open your grave |
The ocean washed over your grave |
The ocean washed open your grave |
The ocean washed over your grave |
The ocean washed open your grave |
The ocean washed over your grave |
The ocean washed open your grave |
The ocean washed over your grave |
The ocean washed open your grave |
The ocean washed over your grave |
The ocean washed open your grave |
The ocean washed over your grave |
The ocean washed open your grave |
The ocean washed over your grave |
The ocean washed over your grave |
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