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
rap country song
outlet mall
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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