Thicker Than Blood
How the great have fallen again
Two opinions bloody dripping with sin
Looks like grace is stuck to the floor
Like chewing gum you can't taste anymore
Anymore
Pin-up girl carved into your thigh
Busted knuckles watching cowboys cry
Epitaph written in the mud
"Illicit substances are thicker than blood"
Thicker than blood
Well I've been praying
To some strung out god with his bills overdue
And I've been staying
In the back of your car cause I'm liking the view
And this road keeps changing
I'm counting dotted lines got nothing better to do
My blood rearranges
Crying Jesus Christ I wish that I never knew
You can break your own heart without a fucking clue
Rabbits foot hung on a broken mirror
Stacking pennies on the tracks by the pier
Dumb kids never cuttin' our hair
Stuck in the 90's cause who really cares
Who really cares
Well I was something
Back when we were nothing at all
But now I'm nothing
Just some twenty-something
Twenty-something
Maybe I'm twenty-nothing
Well I've been praying
To some strung out god with his bills overdue
And I've been staying
In the back of your car cause I'm liking the view
And this road keeps changing
I'm counting dotted lines got nothing better to do
My blood rearranges
Crying Jesus Christ I wish that I never knew
You can break your own heart
You can break your own heart
You can break your own heart without a fucking clue
Two opinions bloody dripping with sin
Looks like grace is stuck to the floor
Like chewing gum you can't taste anymore
Anymore
Pin-up girl carved into your thigh
Busted knuckles watching cowboys cry
Epitaph written in the mud
"Illicit substances are thicker than blood"
Thicker than blood
Well I've been praying
To some strung out god with his bills overdue
And I've been staying
In the back of your car cause I'm liking the view
And this road keeps changing
I'm counting dotted lines got nothing better to do
My blood rearranges
Crying Jesus Christ I wish that I never knew
You can break your own heart without a fucking clue
Rabbits foot hung on a broken mirror
Stacking pennies on the tracks by the pier
Dumb kids never cuttin' our hair
Stuck in the 90's cause who really cares
Who really cares
Well I was something
Back when we were nothing at all
But now I'm nothing
Just some twenty-something
Twenty-something
Maybe I'm twenty-nothing
Well I've been praying
To some strung out god with his bills overdue
And I've been staying
In the back of your car cause I'm liking the view
And this road keeps changing
I'm counting dotted lines got nothing better to do
My blood rearranges
Crying Jesus Christ I wish that I never knew
You can break your own heart
You can break your own heart
You can break your own heart without a fucking clue
Credits
Writer(s): Logan Garza
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