
Date of issue: 07.11.2013
Song language: English
Cinco De Mayo Shit Show |
Lately it’s been getting late but I’m not tired |
And no thanks to sleepless nights spent burning with desire |
So I’ll get in my car |
We drove to the shoreline with the check engine light on |
We slept in a spare room sparing no thoughts for our friends |
And we’re all going, straight to hell |
For all the lies, we tell ourselves |
Last night |
Last night, I wanted to leave all my friends out |
Desperate chance dragged me out of the sand |
But chance’s certain way of getting stuck on |
One small desperate action robbed me of all my good luck |
Why did I think I could make it better now? |
Why did I think I could keep my feet on the ground? |
If I wake up and accidentally crawl into your arms, |
It’s nothing personal. |
Personhood has always seemed so strange. |
Oh, Oh, Oh, why do things always have to go and change? |
Oh, Oh, Oh, better off if things just stayed the same. |
If I freak out and I crash my fucking car into your house, |
Of course it’s personal. |
Personhood has made me feel this way. |
Oh, Oh, Oh, why do things always have to go and change. |
Oh, Oh, Oh, better off if things just stayed the same. |
Oh, I’m getting too old for this shit. |
I’m throwing fits and acting like a kid again. |
Oh, I’m getting too old for this shit. |
I’m throwing fits and acting like a kid again. |
Oh, I’m getting too old for this shit. |
I’m throwing fits and acting like a kid again. |
Oh, I’m getting too old for this shit. |
I’m throwing fits and acting like a kid again. |
Oh, I’m getting too old for this shit. |
I’m throwing fits and acting like a kid again. |