Discord

Tell me what you want to do
Anything god please anything
Invent a place if you have to
You son of a bitch
Tell me to close my eyes
And imagine somewhere I don't already know
I'd bless you even for that
You son of a bitch

Tell me there must be somewhere to go
It can't be there's really nowhere to go
We've traced these steps for 30 years
I can't trace them again

I don't know tell me where can we go
Don't you think we'd know if there was anything there?
We've seen every greasy goddamn inch
Of this town and there's nothing

I don't so much have
Memories of these streets
As that they're haunted
By the dullest ghosts that ever died
I don't dare to eat a sandwich
In this town
I've eaten it a thousand times
And nothing ever happened once not at all

Tell me there must be somewhere to go
It can't be there's really nowhere to go
I've traced these steps for 30 fucking years
I can't trace them again

I don't know tell me where can we go
Don't you think we'd know if there was anything there
We've seen every greasy goddamn inch
Of this town and there's nothing

Let's embrace tradition
Let's do the old circuit
Maybe we'll come out on the other side
Come to hate these streets so much we love them
Or maybe we'll get so bored that we'll literally die
Either way it's better than nothing
Because it is that or nothing

If I have to see that fucking place one more time
Just one more time I swear to god
I'll raze this city to the ground



Credits
Writer(s): Seana Clogston
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