Credit Driver Lyrics

You wouldn't want this to implode and complicate the way
things are. But I've been lately choosing sides, and if
you'd like to know, I've chosen yours. I used to pray for
some sort of car cash. I could be making millions off of
you but I'd probably waste it on cocaine and love for
cheap. Your place was the last to go, I wanted everything
to fall apart; Yes, that, too. Now I commence with
muddled thoughts in place of what was fuzzy feelings. And
I'm just grasping at charm I once thought I had. I will
remain this way, I see. This information is starting to
become a kind of burden on myself and the people I love.
That's why I always said never get yourself too attached
to the world, it'll burn in the end. I could be making money off of you. But now, I'm just riding on residuals
and hoping this will never end but I could never tear it
apart. Your place was the first to go - I wanted
everything to fall apart. I took some drugs in a shady
place - I wanted everything to fall apart. And what's
next? I drank myself into a stupor. Words slur and fail,
you know. What have I got myself into? Let's begin. We'll
take all the frame away and leave all the arbitrary on
its back. We'll turn all the kids way, scavenging and
looking for a piece of the structure falling off. We'll
carve our names in bark; let's begin, begin the
celebration of a home rebuilt. Oh my god, oh my god, oh
my god, oh my god, oh my god - it's beautiful.

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