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If your shower has a good amount of pressure,
If you plug your ears the water hitting your head
Sounds like a screaming school of fish
Over a crowd of people swimming from a sinking ship...
If your shower has a good amount of pressure (no matter what),
If you plug your ears the water hitting your head
Sounds like a screaming school of fish
over a crowd of people swimming from a sinking ship...
I said it sounds like a screaming school of fish
Over a crowd of people swimming from a sinking ship
(Over a crowd of people swimming from a sinking ship)...
Or a set of demons speaking through my leaking lips.
You're no ghost and you are not salt,
You're just an overactive man with a...
Then you deserve a cut for crossing the bay bridge
To pick up Nosdam from the airport.
I realize that my mind's made up.
Maybe it's coffee that corrupts me into thinking that you're motivated,
You're clear-headed.
But I'm ready for the next leg of the trek.
I'm falling towards the target
Even if the bullseye is a bullet or a carwreck
But I'm not dust yet and I'm not fog,
I'm an unattractive man but I got a ring on my right hand
'Cause I'm a singer in a rock and roll band
It sounds pathetic but to tell the truth I don't regret it.
I fucked your girlfriend and I'd probably do it again.
You slashed my tires and I'd hope that you would do it again.
I stole your records and I haven't even written them yet.
I lost your number and I changed all the locks.
And all I feel is guilty as I rubberneck a wreck on the highway...
If you plug your ears the water hitting your head
Sounds like a screaming school of fish
Over a crowd of people swimming from a sinking ship...
If your shower has a good amount of pressure (no matter what),
If you plug your ears the water hitting your head
Sounds like a screaming school of fish
over a crowd of people swimming from a sinking ship...
I said it sounds like a screaming school of fish
Over a crowd of people swimming from a sinking ship
(Over a crowd of people swimming from a sinking ship)...
Or a set of demons speaking through my leaking lips.
You're no ghost and you are not salt,
You're just an overactive man with a...
Then you deserve a cut for crossing the bay bridge
To pick up Nosdam from the airport.
I realize that my mind's made up.
Maybe it's coffee that corrupts me into thinking that you're motivated,
You're clear-headed.
But I'm ready for the next leg of the trek.
I'm falling towards the target
Even if the bullseye is a bullet or a carwreck
But I'm not dust yet and I'm not fog,
I'm an unattractive man but I got a ring on my right hand
'Cause I'm a singer in a rock and roll band
It sounds pathetic but to tell the truth I don't regret it.
I fucked your girlfriend and I'd probably do it again.
You slashed my tires and I'd hope that you would do it again.
I stole your records and I haven't even written them yet.
I lost your number and I changed all the locks.
And all I feel is guilty as I rubberneck a wreck on the highway...
Lyrics submitted by lolofoshosho
Track duration: 03:32
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"And all I feel is guilty as I rubberneck a wreck on the highway..."
On a 4 hour drive back from my (now ex-)girlfriend's house, wondering what was going wrong with the relationship, wondering if it was my fault, wondering if I was a good person. Wondering what I would do if I was the first person to the scene of an accident. I knew basic first-aid and had done courses in that sort of thing, thought I'd pull over if anything like that happened. Turned the corner. Crushed motorbike smoking on the side of an embankment, motorcyclist lying on the side of the road, not moving. No other cars around. Drove past before I realised what I was looking at. Kept driving.
If there is a God, he tested me, and I totally failed. I have felt guilty every day since.
One of why?/s best songs, certainly my favorite off of oaklandazulasylum.
you slashed my tires and i'd hope that you would do it again.
i stole your records and i haven't even written them yet.
i lost your number and i changed all the locks.
and all i feel is guilty as i rubberneck a wreck on the highway.
i love that.