Lyric № 135225
Static
On a pub-crawl;
Saturday night in a downtown fugue
and if we died tonight,
we wouldnât be the only clichés
on the six oâ clock news.
And the best radio station in town
is nothing but static
And the heartbreaking hum of the road
is soft and erratic.
We all explode
like ashes out the window
of a matchbox car.
Take it easy;
if the cigarettes burn the exits
then weâll all be brave
and fan the flames with new diseases
until we change our habits.
But I donât believe in instinct, God
Iâm just a selfish fuck
with a foreign concept in my mind,
itâs a firing squad.
We all explode
like ashes out the window
of a matchbox car.
And the best radio station in town
is nothing but static
And the heartbreaking hum of the road
is soft and erratic.
7 comments
I'm working on the 4th verse...I'll repost this when I get that completely worked out. I'm working on writing my bands debut album and I'm trying to see what works best as lyrics and then use what works the best putting it to music.
"And the best radio station in town
is nothing but static
And the heartbreaking hum of the road
is soft and erratic."
-genius.
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