Lyrics Can You Hear My Guitar Rotting? - Elvis Depressedly

Can You Hear My Guitar Rotting?

Somewhere in america, somewhere on tv
Somewhere in the after world
Somewhere stuck in traffic trying to think about nothing
Get drunk in secret
If you can see through me you’ll see me through
To somewhere i can sober up, somewhere on tv
Somewhere to hang on a while
I know there’s no reason, maybe we’re dreaming