SPORT
I've been in the strangest state of mind again
Just like last time
(A short) drive of shame to the gas station
Where I used to buy our drinks
Like a TV show from the 80s
We'll play this every sunday morning
Packing you in the back is something
I really hate
It's not fair to wake me from my sleep
To take you to the beach
We're not going anywhere, anywhere (at all)
It's not fair that only in my dream
I turn to the back seat
To see you smile
I'm getting sick
Of these disgusting tricks
Feels like a knife stuck through my tongue
When I pull into the parking lot
If I had a ride (that was) as shiny as yours
Would it be enough, would it fix some holes?
Your arms crossed and the eyes so narrow
That's the energy of past love
And you're playing your favorite record
I really hate
It's not fair to wake me from my sleep
To take you to the beach
We're not going anywhere, anywhere (at all)
It's not fair that only in my dream
I turn to the back seat
To see you smile
I'm getting sick
Of these disgusting tricks
It's not fair to link it all
To the drug I can't let go
It's more than this even sober
I am just too scared to live
Just like last time
(A short) drive of shame to the gas station
Where I used to buy our drinks
Like a TV show from the 80s
We'll play this every sunday morning
Packing you in the back is something
I really hate
It's not fair to wake me from my sleep
To take you to the beach
We're not going anywhere, anywhere (at all)
It's not fair that only in my dream
I turn to the back seat
To see you smile
I'm getting sick
Of these disgusting tricks
Feels like a knife stuck through my tongue
When I pull into the parking lot
If I had a ride (that was) as shiny as yours
Would it be enough, would it fix some holes?
Your arms crossed and the eyes so narrow
That's the energy of past love
And you're playing your favorite record
I really hate
It's not fair to wake me from my sleep
To take you to the beach
We're not going anywhere, anywhere (at all)
It's not fair that only in my dream
I turn to the back seat
To see you smile
I'm getting sick
Of these disgusting tricks
It's not fair to link it all
To the drug I can't let go
It's more than this even sober
I am just too scared to live
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