Manchester Orchestra - Pensacola (OST Premium Rush) | Текст песни

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Now I have a nagging flaw
I never saw it sneaking up there
Wrapped its dirty arms around me
Pockets full of blood

After I had seen the sight
I hardly had a choice to fight
A nail snuck out behind the van
It hit me through my sweater and my shirt

When I looked at Michael
He heard "I need to be alone"
But when he turned his head
I soon corrected "Need to be at home"

It took me all this time to get
Where I said I would never be
And I hope it's not even out there

I hope eventually you'll see
What you've been turning me into
It's all for you

It feels like 37 years
And I am nothing but a bank
If we could build our credit score
"Incredible," they'll surely say

But I can credit only one
To focus all the fame
It has the first and last
Even the middle of my very name

I am the greatest man that never lived
And now I never sleep, I never lost a fight
But never knew I started one the same
I never knew how capable I would become

I'm tired of talking to a wall
When I could talk to someone else
It's got seven days without a word
And you're with someone somewhere else

My daughter she barely eats
She barely sleeps, she barely speaks
My daughter she barely eats
She barely sleeps, she barely speaks to me

(To me, to me)
We spent the most of nights
Defending fights you fought in the past
But it was different now
And I'm entirely too drunk to ask

(To me, to me)
You spend most every day
Enjoying the sun and hoping it lasts
I have a funny gut and feeling
Doubtful you'll get it back

(To me, to me)
I have a funny gut and feeling
Doubtful you'll get it back

(To me, to me)
I have a funny gut and feeling
Doubtful you'll get it back

Alcohol, dirty malls, Pensacola, Florida bars
Alcohol, dirty malls, Pensacola, Florida bars
(My daughter she barely eats)
Alcohol, dirty malls, Pensacola, Florida bars
(She barely speaks)

Alcohol, dirty malls, Pensacola, Florida bars
(My daughter she barely eats)
Alcohol, dirty malls, Pensacola, Florida bars
(She barely sleeps)
Alcohol, dirty malls, Florida bars
(She barely speaks to me)
To me

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