Can't lick your fingers cause one hand's on the sawed-off
Smoke & tequila on your breath and then you scoff
"There's nowhere you can go cause nobody ever wants you"
Kinda hurts but it makes a lot of sense too
"I could f*ckin' die and nobody'd ever notice"
You play the martyr and you already know this
Just malingering psychosomatic
Symptoms in the end it wasn't that climactic
Fear, obligation, guilt and your terror
When it comes to the worst news, you're usually the bearer
Blackmail the earth with your hands behind your back
It's effortless, your powertrip-esque payback
The future isn't real and the past just repeats
But I like this right now in your passenger seat
It's not very fun living your life
With that underlying fear that you're just gonna die
Trade oxygen for nicotine so the car can drive
Until the sun comes up to execute this night
A whole lot of running got me right here
A year away from the beach and it's still unclear
When i'll finally stop waking up
At three in the morning, covered in blood
Not considering for a second that it's someone else's nightmare we're all inside of
Feels like shattering your
Shins on the walk back home
Getting tied to train tracks
Wrong place, worst time, but there's no where else to go
The Acid Flashback at Nightmare Beach - Lacuna Lyrics
The Acid Flashback at Nightmare Beach - Lacuna Lyrics
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Can't lick your fingers cause one hand's on the sawed-off
Smoke & tequila on your breath and then you scoff
"There's nowhere you can go cause nobody ever wants you"
Kinda hurts but it makes a lot of sense too
"I could f*ckin' die and nobody'd ever notice"
You play the martyr and you already know this
Just malingering psychosomatic
Symptoms in the end it wasn't that climactic
Fear, obligation, guilt and your terror
When it comes to the worst news, you're usually the bearer
Blackmail the earth with your hands behind your back
It's effortless, your powertrip-esque payback
The future isn't real and the past just repeats
But I like this right now in your passenger seat
It's not very fun living your life
With that underlying fear that you're just gonna die
Trade oxygen for nicotine so the car can drive
Until the sun comes up to execute this night
A whole lot of running got me right here
A year away from the beach and it's still unclear
When i'll finally stop waking up
At three in the morning, covered in blood
Not considering for a second that it's someone else's nightmare we're all inside of
Feels like shattering your
Shins on the walk back home
Getting tied to train tracks
Wrong place, worst time, but there's no where else to go
Smoke & tequila on your breath and then you scoff
"There's nowhere you can go cause nobody ever wants you"
Kinda hurts but it makes a lot of sense too
"I could f*ckin' die and nobody'd ever notice"
You play the martyr and you already know this
Just malingering psychosomatic
Symptoms in the end it wasn't that climactic
Fear, obligation, guilt and your terror
When it comes to the worst news, you're usually the bearer
Blackmail the earth with your hands behind your back
It's effortless, your powertrip-esque payback
The future isn't real and the past just repeats
But I like this right now in your passenger seat
It's not very fun living your life
With that underlying fear that you're just gonna die
Trade oxygen for nicotine so the car can drive
Until the sun comes up to execute this night
A whole lot of running got me right here
A year away from the beach and it's still unclear
When i'll finally stop waking up
At three in the morning, covered in blood
Not considering for a second that it's someone else's nightmare we're all inside of
Feels like shattering your
Shins on the walk back home
Getting tied to train tracks
Wrong place, worst time, but there's no where else to go
Writer: Lonny Starsky
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