歌词
My seatbelt
It keeps locking in place
The clutch in my shitty car is about a day away from not engaging
And my tires
Are so bald they’re slipping away
Well I don’t believe in signs but I think this lake is calling my name
And I hate it
Always saying
I’m gonna run away
Coz I’ll be left with
This brain in my head
So of course I’ll stay
Shouldn’t it be easier to leave
Shouldn’t it be easier to
I’m stuck listening
To the voices in my head
They’re always howling at
They’re telling me I’m better off dead
So I’ll roll a cigarette
Yeah hide in my own passenger seat
To kill the awkward time, where I decide, if I’ll go in
You couldn’t fake it
We wouldn’t make it
If even I tried
Shouldn’t it be easier to leave
Shouldn’t it be easier to leave
I’m stuck listening
To the voices in my head
They’re always howling at
They’re telling me I’m better off dead
Written by: Colourblind
