spring street
Small town Stockholm syndrome is a little overdone
The pictures I just hung up won't stay there for long
I'm clinging on to dawn
Like how I watch the same five movies off and on
Driving down Spring Street when it hits me
As I see the view of the courthouse from that alley
Crying real tears over something I've wanted for years
Even still, I want to stay right here
Does hell get colder when the sun goes down?
Do the oceans own waves ever feel drowned?
I'm searching for something profound in this small town
Driving down Spring Street when it hits me
As I see the view of the courthouse from that alley
Crying real tears over something I've wanted for years
Even still, I want to stay right here
Blurry eyed, faking smiles
I don't even know why
Cloudy sight even I still can tell
This homes ethereal til dusk
Like the tombs in the cemetery til their moonstruck
Driving down Spring Street when it hits me
One day I'll never again see the courthouse from that alley
Crying real tears over something I've wanted for years
And now
I've got to burry the old me here
The pictures I just hung up won't stay there for long
I'm clinging on to dawn
Like how I watch the same five movies off and on
Driving down Spring Street when it hits me
As I see the view of the courthouse from that alley
Crying real tears over something I've wanted for years
Even still, I want to stay right here
Does hell get colder when the sun goes down?
Do the oceans own waves ever feel drowned?
I'm searching for something profound in this small town
Driving down Spring Street when it hits me
As I see the view of the courthouse from that alley
Crying real tears over something I've wanted for years
Even still, I want to stay right here
Blurry eyed, faking smiles
I don't even know why
Cloudy sight even I still can tell
This homes ethereal til dusk
Like the tombs in the cemetery til their moonstruck
Driving down Spring Street when it hits me
One day I'll never again see the courthouse from that alley
Crying real tears over something I've wanted for years
And now
I've got to burry the old me here
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Writer(s): Sophie Burford
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