Seth Boyer - It's Hard To Escape Yourself | Текст песни

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• Seth Boyer
• It's Hard To Escape Yourself

it's late December and my car won't start
in a crowded parking lot at the Southside mall
I would call but I don't have the heart
or the stomach for something so awfully forward

I had hoped the Nissan would take me away
would drive me away
from demons and debtors
demons and debtors
demons and debtors

dont let the darkness eat you up
leave this town before the dead dreams swallow you
drink champagne from a solo cup
and let the new year bring something, anything else

bus up to midtown and find a spot
at a right-wing coffee shop where there’s no one i know
but the tired staff and the parents of childhood friends
i should really get around to calling

dont let the darkness eat you up
leave this town before the dead dreams swallow you
drink champagne from a solo cup
and let the new year bring something, anything else

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