corncorncorn
Coming at you from the south
As the snow hits on my mouth
"Get me the fuck out of this basement"
And I know if I get out
Yeah, I finally get out
To find the rotting drunks out on the pavement.
They'll all call my name
But oh? What's my name again
The plastic says "I don't know"
Crawling to the bar
The longest mile seen so far
In the vast fire pit of corn
I got too much to live for
Yeah, too much to live for
I would scream but the hours have passed
Indiana
Indiana
Hell is real, I don't want to die
Indiana
Indiana
See you in another fucked timeline
As the weather turns to shit
See the broke boys doing dip
And then crack open a lukewarm Natty
That op is fast but I am faster
God, this really is midwestern
No, I don't want to go to your frat thing
You'll all call my name
But oh, what's my name again?
Yeah, you never cared to learn
I wanna run back home and cry
But I don't have four wheel drive
Literally stuck in a ditch of corn
I got too much to live for
Yeah, too much to live for
I would scream but girls don't get those rights
Indiana
Indiana
Hell is real, I don't want to die
Indiana
Indiana
See you in another fucked timeline
Everywhere you look, it's always corn
Everywhere you go, it's always corn
Corn corn corn corn corn corn corn
Corn corn corn corn
Corn corn corn corn corn corn
As the snow hits on my mouth
"Get me the fuck out of this basement"
And I know if I get out
Yeah, I finally get out
To find the rotting drunks out on the pavement.
They'll all call my name
But oh? What's my name again
The plastic says "I don't know"
Crawling to the bar
The longest mile seen so far
In the vast fire pit of corn
I got too much to live for
Yeah, too much to live for
I would scream but the hours have passed
Indiana
Indiana
Hell is real, I don't want to die
Indiana
Indiana
See you in another fucked timeline
As the weather turns to shit
See the broke boys doing dip
And then crack open a lukewarm Natty
That op is fast but I am faster
God, this really is midwestern
No, I don't want to go to your frat thing
You'll all call my name
But oh, what's my name again?
Yeah, you never cared to learn
I wanna run back home and cry
But I don't have four wheel drive
Literally stuck in a ditch of corn
I got too much to live for
Yeah, too much to live for
I would scream but girls don't get those rights
Indiana
Indiana
Hell is real, I don't want to die
Indiana
Indiana
See you in another fucked timeline
Everywhere you look, it's always corn
Everywhere you go, it's always corn
Corn corn corn corn corn corn corn
Corn corn corn corn
Corn corn corn corn corn corn
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Writer(s): Brian Williams
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