Didn't see a lyirc comment, here 🖤 There's plenty of space for me in the back of your car, I can move all your things around. Was standing alone on the side of the road 'til I saw your headlights catch me. I keep to myself on the right, Trying hard to hide all the dirt that covers me. You only can hide who you are if you don't care where you're going anyway. I don't wanna be who I was back then. (I almost lost you again.) I don't wanna see through the eyes of a liar. (Hold the door for me.) I set them on fire back there, They didn't know what hit them. It's always the ones you never suspect. Don't want to accept what I've become. I don't wanna be who I was back then. (I almost lost you again.) I don't wanna see through the eyes of a liar. (Hold the door for me.) I don't wanna be who I was back then. (I almost lost you again) I don't wanna see through the eyes of a liar. (Hold the door for me, for me.) Don't wanna take the wheel from you, just keep on driving, keep on driving. Just tell me what you want me to do, just keep on driving, keep on driving. I don't wanna be who I was back then. I almost lost you. I don't wanna be who I was back then. I almost lost you. I don't wanna be who I was back then. (I almost lost you again.) I don't wanna see through the eyes of a liar. (Hold the door for me.) I don't wanna be who I was back then. (I almost lost you again.) I don't wanna see through the eyes of a liar. (Hold the door for me.) I don't wanna be who I was back then. (I almost lost you again.) I don't wanna see through the eyes of a liar. (Hold the door for me.) Hold the door for me, for me.
Hold your own jacket please I'm not in the mood Millions of trains under the ground This city was the blueprint for hell Passed out, sleeping at your party Dream of leaving in the morning You will all die in Williamsburg Too hip to even clean your nose out Your grave is pulling at your pants now You will all die in Williamsburg Bored again Watching the rats Eat all your food At least you'll be used to The place you'll be soon This city was the blueprint for hell Passed out, sleeping at your party Dream of leaving in the morning You will all die in Williamsburg Too hip to even clean your nose out Your grave is pulling at your pants now You will all die in Williamsburg Do you know how obvious you are? You were born in New Hampshire but you say you're from the O.C. Brooklyn's a death bed For clones of the same kid Stuck in the party That was lame to begin with At least you'll be used to The place you'll be soon This city was the blueprint for hell Passed out, sleeping at your party Dream of leaving in the morning You will all die in Williamsburg Too hip to even clean your nose out Your grave is pulling at your pants now You will all die in Williamsburg You will all die
I remember discovering and listening to this band in 2010. I was 15 and I had moved across the state starting a new life. This shit hits deeper now that I'll be 24 in 5 days! 😭
Holy shit I'm gonna be 27 in about a month and I haven't listened to this band since I posted the comment above. I'm getting this on my phone so it will be with me wherever I go now. Life is too short these days!
