Lyrics Bad Frequencies - Hawthorne Heights

Bad Frequencies

Pacific coast
Where dreams go to die
But we all die alone
So wipe the tears from your eyes
And let’s go
I’ll pull the blue from the sky
Let’s die colorful
All the sirens on the 5
And how the brake lights glow
Like a bright red switchblade knife
Buried in my skull
Got some bad frequencies
Buried in my skull
Like a bright red switchblade knife
It’s never dull
Like a bright red switchblade knife
Buried in my skull
I’ve got some bad frequencies
Buried in my skull
I’ve got some bad frequencies
Buried in my skull
I’ve got some bad frequencies
Buried in my skull
Like a bright red switchblade knife
That’s never dull
Like a bright red switchblade knife
Buried in my skull
I’ve got some bad frequencies
Buried in my skull
Yeah, I’ve got some bad frequencies
Buried in my skull