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Everyone's Fear of Getting Murdered Video (MV)




Performed By: Spaghetti Dogs
Language: English
Length: 2:55
Written by: Troy Chryssos




Spaghetti Dogs - Everyone's Fear of Getting Murdered Lyrics




On the front porch
With the lights down
Someone's teenage son
And we're so strung out

We start to think about how we could go
And all the ways that our car could explode
And every place that we had ever drowned
In those dreams we had on Puget Sound

And that's just how it goes
In our fear we froze
Copping courage from our sheets
And getting murdered in our sleep

And that's just how it goes
In our fear we froze,
Turned to blood and guts and gore
By every sound beyond the door

Ten years later
Passed out with cartoons
In shorts and blazers
Our only fear was being rude

But there are different fears at twenty-six
Eating cigarettes and pixie stix
Lying wasted on the kitchen floor
And my girlfriend says that I look bored

And that's just how it goes
In our fear we froze
Copping courage from our sheets
And getting murdered in our sleep

And that's just how it goes
In our fear we froze,
Turned to blood and guts and gore
By every sound beyond the door
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English

On the front porch
With the lights down
Someone's teenage son
And we're so strung out

We start to think about how we could go
And all the ways that our car could explode
And every place that we had ever drowned
In those dreams we had on Puget Sound

And that's just how it goes
In our fear we froze
Copping courage from our sheets
And getting murdered in our sleep

And that's just how it goes
In our fear we froze,
Turned to blood and guts and gore
By every sound beyond the door

Ten years later
Passed out with cartoons
In shorts and blazers
Our only fear was being rude

But there are different fears at twenty-six
Eating cigarettes and pixie stix
Lying wasted on the kitchen floor
And my girlfriend says that I look bored

And that's just how it goes
In our fear we froze
Copping courage from our sheets
And getting murdered in our sleep

And that's just how it goes
In our fear we froze,
Turned to blood and guts and gore
By every sound beyond the door
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Writer: Troy Chryssos
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