Somewhere in a ghost town you're released
Somewhere in a ghost town you believe
In a coffee shop somewhere you read
No books or faces
Only study the backs of empty seats
Remembering places
Oh where did the time go that you need
Too late to be jaded
They were calling your name outside with fireworks and gun smoke
No one could stop you trying to leave
You're all but erased
And no one knows
Above the ground
What you've seen
Or what you
Found when you're fiction wasn't dreams
Shaken awake
And all you say is you were wrong
You were wrong
I don't want to wake up on Cedar Street
With a handful of roses
In an alley where no one ever leaves
Held as a hostage
I remember your eyes and scenery
Glassy and frozen
You had a message to send me
And paid for the postage
Everyday is a new beginning away
From a rude awakening phase
And a hot potato of blame
Over someone's silly mistake
Who's been licking us off a plate
Like a ravenous rattlesnake
And their planning their move to make
While we all cover up the grave
Saving up our rage
Drifting every corner with a pocket full of pain
And speed to the sound of a wrecking ball chain
No one lives forever while they're checking off names
Hunting for peace and forgetting the reason
Without a piece of the puzzle we're making up a new meaning
And we've been counting up the cards so now we pretend we're dealing
While overcoming the odds we're confident in our feelings
Of raising up every cause with nothing to back the bleeding
We're hoping for longer life while racing into the reaping
And they're crashing into cars
Pulling us apart
Waiting up to take us down
I don't want to wake up on Cedar Street
With a handful of roses
In an alley where no one ever leaves
Held as a hostage
Entertaining our terminal disease
Captive to dosage
We've been falling for the night lights
Following the Bright Kights
Tripping over tumble weeds
I don't want to wake up on Cedar Street
With a handful of roses
In a maze of old roads and crooked trees
Hopeless and broken
All alone without someone that I need
Racing to dead-ends
I remember the words you said to me
And I'm begging for mercy
EaselMouth - Car Crash Lyrics
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Somewhere in a ghost town you're released
Somewhere in a ghost town you believe
In a coffee shop somewhere you read
No books or faces
Only study the backs of empty seats
Remembering places
Oh where did the time go that you need
Too late to be jaded
They were calling your name outside with fireworks and gun smoke
No one could stop you trying to leave
You're all but erased
And no one knows
Above the ground
What you've seen
Or what you
Found when you're fiction wasn't dreams
Shaken awake
And all you say is you were wrong
You were wrong
I don't want to wake up on Cedar Street
With a handful of roses
In an alley where no one ever leaves
Held as a hostage
I remember your eyes and scenery
Glassy and frozen
You had a message to send me
And paid for the postage
Everyday is a new beginning away
From a rude awakening phase
And a hot potato of blame
Over someone's silly mistake
Who's been licking us off a plate
Like a ravenous rattlesnake
And their planning their move to make
While we all cover up the grave
Saving up our rage
Drifting every corner with a pocket full of pain
And speed to the sound of a wrecking ball chain
No one lives forever while they're checking off names
Hunting for peace and forgetting the reason
Without a piece of the puzzle we're making up a new meaning
And we've been counting up the cards so now we pretend we're dealing
While overcoming the odds we're confident in our feelings
Of raising up every cause with nothing to back the bleeding
We're hoping for longer life while racing into the reaping
And they're crashing into cars
Pulling us apart
Waiting up to take us down
I don't want to wake up on Cedar Street
With a handful of roses
In an alley where no one ever leaves
Held as a hostage
Entertaining our terminal disease
Captive to dosage
We've been falling for the night lights
Following the Bright Kights
Tripping over tumble weeds
I don't want to wake up on Cedar Street
With a handful of roses
In a maze of old roads and crooked trees
Hopeless and broken
All alone without someone that I need
Racing to dead-ends
I remember the words you said to me
And I'm begging for mercy
Somewhere in a ghost town you believe
In a coffee shop somewhere you read
No books or faces
Only study the backs of empty seats
Remembering places
Oh where did the time go that you need
Too late to be jaded
They were calling your name outside with fireworks and gun smoke
No one could stop you trying to leave
You're all but erased
And no one knows
Above the ground
What you've seen
Or what you
Found when you're fiction wasn't dreams
Shaken awake
And all you say is you were wrong
You were wrong
I don't want to wake up on Cedar Street
With a handful of roses
In an alley where no one ever leaves
Held as a hostage
I remember your eyes and scenery
Glassy and frozen
You had a message to send me
And paid for the postage
Everyday is a new beginning away
From a rude awakening phase
And a hot potato of blame
Over someone's silly mistake
Who's been licking us off a plate
Like a ravenous rattlesnake
And their planning their move to make
While we all cover up the grave
Saving up our rage
Drifting every corner with a pocket full of pain
And speed to the sound of a wrecking ball chain
No one lives forever while they're checking off names
Hunting for peace and forgetting the reason
Without a piece of the puzzle we're making up a new meaning
And we've been counting up the cards so now we pretend we're dealing
While overcoming the odds we're confident in our feelings
Of raising up every cause with nothing to back the bleeding
We're hoping for longer life while racing into the reaping
And they're crashing into cars
Pulling us apart
Waiting up to take us down
I don't want to wake up on Cedar Street
With a handful of roses
In an alley where no one ever leaves
Held as a hostage
Entertaining our terminal disease
Captive to dosage
We've been falling for the night lights
Following the Bright Kights
Tripping over tumble weeds
I don't want to wake up on Cedar Street
With a handful of roses
In a maze of old roads and crooked trees
Hopeless and broken
All alone without someone that I need
Racing to dead-ends
I remember the words you said to me
And I'm begging for mercy
Writer: Matthew Spivey
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