Oklahoma (demo)
Sometimes when I see my reflection
I don't recognize
The smell of the room reminds me of back then
Oklahoma nights
Where is home I didn't know
I guess it's where I turned out the light
Some months later we're packing the truck up
Didn't say goodbye
Laying on the floor of the room I
didn't sleep enough
20 pounds of shit I let go of 40 I picked up
Don't know what time of day it is
I just haven't been looking up
13 years ago I was 10 and now I look just like my mom
Oklahoma
But was it home?
Oklahoma
Oh how you've grown
Pops built the porch as an add on
It almost fell away
Down into the ditch I had nightmares of
They kept me awake
A woman who looked like a witch would keep me in a cage
I had that dream two or three times, it was always the same
Did it mean anything?
A cousin pushed me out the window but I landed on my feet
I put on some Spider-Man boxing gloves
And punched out his teeth
I remember my mom and grandparents weren't even mad at me
From what I recall that kid was a piece of shit
I hope that's not who he turned out to be
Oklahoma
But was it home?
Oklahoma
Oh how you've grown
I don't recognize
The smell of the room reminds me of back then
Oklahoma nights
Where is home I didn't know
I guess it's where I turned out the light
Some months later we're packing the truck up
Didn't say goodbye
Laying on the floor of the room I
didn't sleep enough
20 pounds of shit I let go of 40 I picked up
Don't know what time of day it is
I just haven't been looking up
13 years ago I was 10 and now I look just like my mom
Oklahoma
But was it home?
Oklahoma
Oh how you've grown
Pops built the porch as an add on
It almost fell away
Down into the ditch I had nightmares of
They kept me awake
A woman who looked like a witch would keep me in a cage
I had that dream two or three times, it was always the same
Did it mean anything?
A cousin pushed me out the window but I landed on my feet
I put on some Spider-Man boxing gloves
And punched out his teeth
I remember my mom and grandparents weren't even mad at me
From what I recall that kid was a piece of shit
I hope that's not who he turned out to be
Oklahoma
But was it home?
Oklahoma
Oh how you've grown
Credits
Writer(s): Lylah Field
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