The sea frozen i'll take it home with me
The highest speed that I can go a stop motion picture I'm still filming
This a caloric deficit
I was a buck 50
They gonna talk inflation
Like it's juxtaposition to filtering
I'm bound by narrative
Stopped in the gas station to get some Now and Laters
A Powerade, some Corn Nuts,
Honestly just wasting time till I gotta be somewhere later
I skate across on these deer legs
I sense Pangea like I got somewhere to be at any point
Pretty sure life is just being late
It was a Friday
I drove 6 hours to Portland Maine
The 20th Anniversary Show of Transatlanticism I went alone,
Got drunk and ate a grilled cheese at some place
Sat there like i aint got a face
Sat there like at some point i'm gonna evaporate
At some point the ice rink
Gonna stretch a new way
Some toddler learning to skate
Someone pushing 30 in a zoom room finds out identity is nothing but an open space
This the back of the boat shaking
Morning after i never got my sea legs
Saw Run The Jewels at Lollapalooza 2014
Walked around the city afterward kept stepping on rakes
My side yard leaf pile the only currency i live by still
How could i know if anything is sunken underneath this still
It's your first job, you probably gonna take a couple from the till
Till tomorrow you're syphoning all that seawater
Just to place it on your windowsill
cropscropscrops & stale brick - the 20th anniversary death cab for cutie transatlanticism tour Lyrics
cropscropscrops & stale brick - the 20th anniversary death cab for cutie transatlanticism tour Lyrics
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The sea frozen i'll take it home with me
The highest speed that I can go a stop motion picture I'm still filming
This a caloric deficit
I was a buck 50
They gonna talk inflation
Like it's juxtaposition to filtering
I'm bound by narrative
Stopped in the gas station to get some Now and Laters
A Powerade, some Corn Nuts,
Honestly just wasting time till I gotta be somewhere later
I skate across on these deer legs
I sense Pangea like I got somewhere to be at any point
Pretty sure life is just being late
It was a Friday
I drove 6 hours to Portland Maine
The 20th Anniversary Show of Transatlanticism I went alone,
Got drunk and ate a grilled cheese at some place
Sat there like i aint got a face
Sat there like at some point i'm gonna evaporate
At some point the ice rink
Gonna stretch a new way
Some toddler learning to skate
Someone pushing 30 in a zoom room finds out identity is nothing but an open space
This the back of the boat shaking
Morning after i never got my sea legs
Saw Run The Jewels at Lollapalooza 2014
Walked around the city afterward kept stepping on rakes
My side yard leaf pile the only currency i live by still
How could i know if anything is sunken underneath this still
It's your first job, you probably gonna take a couple from the till
Till tomorrow you're syphoning all that seawater
Just to place it on your windowsill
The highest speed that I can go a stop motion picture I'm still filming
This a caloric deficit
I was a buck 50
They gonna talk inflation
Like it's juxtaposition to filtering
I'm bound by narrative
Stopped in the gas station to get some Now and Laters
A Powerade, some Corn Nuts,
Honestly just wasting time till I gotta be somewhere later
I skate across on these deer legs
I sense Pangea like I got somewhere to be at any point
Pretty sure life is just being late
It was a Friday
I drove 6 hours to Portland Maine
The 20th Anniversary Show of Transatlanticism I went alone,
Got drunk and ate a grilled cheese at some place
Sat there like i aint got a face
Sat there like at some point i'm gonna evaporate
At some point the ice rink
Gonna stretch a new way
Some toddler learning to skate
Someone pushing 30 in a zoom room finds out identity is nothing but an open space
This the back of the boat shaking
Morning after i never got my sea legs
Saw Run The Jewels at Lollapalooza 2014
Walked around the city afterward kept stepping on rakes
My side yard leaf pile the only currency i live by still
How could i know if anything is sunken underneath this still
It's your first job, you probably gonna take a couple from the till
Till tomorrow you're syphoning all that seawater
Just to place it on your windowsill
Writer: Dylan Stephens
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: cropscropscrops & stale brick
Language: English
Length: 2:17
Written by: Dylan Stephens