Lyrics Strangers - Car Seat Headrest

Strangers

If I can fit my dreams
You say the same things over and over
Into an ABAB rhyme scheme
You say the same things over and over
Love is a way of passing on our genes
Love is because we want to further our genes
God is a scientist, he’s just found out about us
He’s published a study but he don’t know much about us
When I die I won’t become a ghost
Because I’ll have nowhere to haunt
Fuck this town and fuck my dirty hands
When you’re strange then the critics gotta be stranger
But they’re just strangers
Society wants me to fuck, well fuck 'em
Car Seat is a genetic stop sign
I sleep lying next to a mirror
Car Seat is a menace to the public
Love is a way of advancing our species
Love is because we want to keep our species
God is a director and he’s just found out about us
He’s talked to our agents but he don’t know much about us
When I die I won’t become a ghost
Because I’ll have nowhere to haunt
Fuck this town and fuck my dirty hands
When you’re strange then if they like you then they gotta be stranger
But they’re just strangers
Car Seat’s nervous and the lights are bright
When I was a kid I fell in love with Michael Stipe
I took lyrics out of context and thought
«He must be speaking to me»
I won’t last too much longer
I’m already starting to run out of places
For faces in my head
They’re all starting to look the same
I won’t last too much longer
I’m already starting to run out of places
For faces in my head
They’re all starting to look the same