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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rebecca Karpen
Rebecca Karpen
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rebecca Karpen
Rebecca Karpen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rebecca Karpen
Rebecca Karpen
Producer
Nathaniel Jefferson Korb
Nathaniel Jefferson Korb
Producer

Lyrics

I feel like a ghost In the Wild West, Cobwebs littering my prom dress. No one I love is dying And it could be much worse. Nonetheless, Every goddamn subway car Might as well be a hearse. I would pray But they've closed the synagogues. What would I say at this point, After all I've forgot. I'd love to talk But wish it didn't have to be through the telephone. I don't mean to be selfish But I'm scared to be alone. It's not the end of the world, But it's the end of mine. It's not the end of the world, But it's the end of simple times. It's not the end of the world, But I'll live a different life now, God knows that's changing every day, I can't begin to anticipate how. I would pray But they've closed the synagogues. What would I say at this point, After all I've forgot. I'd love to talk But wish it didn't have to be through the telephone. I don't mean to be selfish But I'm scared to be alone. What's the batting average in Corona? I would guess it's pretty good: 4,600 down And the crowd screams loud And echoes louder than I wish it would. I would pray But they've closed the synagogues. What would I say at this point, After all I've forgot. I'd love to talk But wish it didn't have to be through the telephone. I don't mean to be selfish But I'm scared. I don't mean to be selfish But I'm scared to be alone. I feel like a ghost In the Wild West, I hope salvation will prevail In a little more than a month and a half. I'm usually a realist But fuck that.
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