Bitter Town
Trying to keep my head above the water
But if you see me drowning just count ten and I'll be over it
Wish the train would stop but it don't matter
By the time I wake up I'll be at home again another day
Looking through the polaroid's I found from back when
I had my shit together, able to work under work pressure
And you told me not to worry for my own sake, my mistake
If we could do it all over, would it recover October
This town, a bit bitter
And the memories come flooding back
No doubt, it gets better
But the remedies are not enough now
Stepping through the doors I pass the pillars
I thought I saw a shadow but I'll keep walking at my own pace
Do they think of me as saint or sinner
Well either way I'm ok, I swear it ended by the fireplace
Looking though the polaroid's I found from back when
I had my shit together, able to work under pressure
Now I'm diving six feet under but I recall the phone call
Told me this isn't a game to lose, there isn't anyone to blame
This town, a bit bitter
And the memories come flooding back
No doubt, it gets better
But the remedies are not enough now
This town, a bit bitter
And the memories come flooding back
No doubt, it gets better
But the remedies are not enough now
But if you see me drowning just count ten and I'll be over it
Wish the train would stop but it don't matter
By the time I wake up I'll be at home again another day
Looking through the polaroid's I found from back when
I had my shit together, able to work under work pressure
And you told me not to worry for my own sake, my mistake
If we could do it all over, would it recover October
This town, a bit bitter
And the memories come flooding back
No doubt, it gets better
But the remedies are not enough now
Stepping through the doors I pass the pillars
I thought I saw a shadow but I'll keep walking at my own pace
Do they think of me as saint or sinner
Well either way I'm ok, I swear it ended by the fireplace
Looking though the polaroid's I found from back when
I had my shit together, able to work under pressure
Now I'm diving six feet under but I recall the phone call
Told me this isn't a game to lose, there isn't anyone to blame
This town, a bit bitter
And the memories come flooding back
No doubt, it gets better
But the remedies are not enough now
This town, a bit bitter
And the memories come flooding back
No doubt, it gets better
But the remedies are not enough now
Credits
Writer(s): Ami Okamoto, Ami Monterey
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