Artist: Phoebe Bridgers
Walking Scott Street
feeling like a stranger
With an open heart
open container
I've got a stack
of mail and
a tall can
It's a shower
beer it's a
payment plan
There's helicopters
over my head
Every night when
I go to bed
Spending money
and I earned it
When I'm lonely
that's when
I'll burn it
Do you feel
ashamed
When you
hear my name
I asked you How
is your sister?
I heard she got
her degree
That makes
me feel old
He said What does
that make me?
I asked you How
is playing drums?
You said it's too
much shit to carry
the band?
You said they're all
getting married
Do you feel
ashamed
When you
hear my name
be a stranger
be a stranger
Don't be
a stranger

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