Ashes, Ashes
I was getting sick of the traffic and all of the tickets I couldn't pay
So I sold my car and took the bus back to the corner of Churchfield Way
Where I lost myself in the faces of people I swear I'd met before
It felt like my own feet were someone elses, I couldn't work straight anymore
If we drive away to the places I love the most
When my lungs collapse and my heart turns black
I'll give my ashes to the coast
I found myself in a fishbowl and I didn't leave my house for a month
What's the point in trying in conversation if you don't have the strength to talk?
But it's alright I said, I'll stay here and lie away for days
And count the spiders on the ceiling, until my mind withers away
If we drive away to the places I love the most
When my lungs collapse and my heart turns black
I'll give my ashes to the coast
And I hope that I would see your face again, and I hope that you would be alright,
And if I could find a leg to stand on, or something, maybe I could take control of my own life
And if I could find a leg to stand on, or something, maybe I could take control of my own life
If we drive away to the places I love the most
When my lungs collapse and my heart turns black
I'll give my ashes to the coast
Give my ashes to the coast
Give my ashes to the coast
Give my ashes to the coast
Give my ashes to the coast
So I sold my car and took the bus back to the corner of Churchfield Way
Where I lost myself in the faces of people I swear I'd met before
It felt like my own feet were someone elses, I couldn't work straight anymore
If we drive away to the places I love the most
When my lungs collapse and my heart turns black
I'll give my ashes to the coast
I found myself in a fishbowl and I didn't leave my house for a month
What's the point in trying in conversation if you don't have the strength to talk?
But it's alright I said, I'll stay here and lie away for days
And count the spiders on the ceiling, until my mind withers away
If we drive away to the places I love the most
When my lungs collapse and my heart turns black
I'll give my ashes to the coast
And I hope that I would see your face again, and I hope that you would be alright,
And if I could find a leg to stand on, or something, maybe I could take control of my own life
And if I could find a leg to stand on, or something, maybe I could take control of my own life
If we drive away to the places I love the most
When my lungs collapse and my heart turns black
I'll give my ashes to the coast
Give my ashes to the coast
Give my ashes to the coast
Give my ashes to the coast
Give my ashes to the coast
Credits
Writer(s): James Veck-gilodi, Thomas Ogden, Lee William Wilson, Matthew Veck-gilodi, Max Britton, Adam Noble
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