Artist: Phoebe Bridgers
Somewhere in Germany but I can't place it
Man, I hate this part of Texas
Close my eyes, fantasize
Three clicks and I'm home
When I get back I'll lay around
Romanticize a quiet life
There's no place like my room
But you had to go
I know, I know, I know
Like a wave that crashed and
melted on the shore
Not even the burnouts are
out here anymore
I know, I know, I know
Out in the park, we watch the sunset
Talking on a rusty swing set
and I got mean
I'm always pushing you away from me
But youe back with gravity
So I gotta go
I know, I know, I know
When the sirens sound you'll
hide under the floor
But I'm not gonna go down with
my hometown in a tornado
I'm gonna chase it
I know, I know, I know
I gotta go now
I know, I know, I know
Driving out into the sun
Let the ultraviolet cover me up
Went looking for a creation myth
Ended up with a pair of cracked lips
Windows down, scream along
Slot machines, fear of God
Windows down, heater on
Big bolts of lightning
hanging low
Over the coast, everyone's
convinced
It's a government drone
or an alien spaceship
Either way, we're not alone
I'll find a new place to be from
picket fence
To float around and ghost my friends
No, I'm not afraid to disappear
The billboard said, "The end is near"
I turned around, there
was nothing there
Yeah, I guess the end is here
The end is here
The end is here
The end is here
The end is
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