A song I wrote for my old band The Rotten Pichas that we sang as a duet and always played live!
lyrics
C Am F G
These cars can ride the highways all night
These thoughts can spin forever through my mind
I don't know what it is they hope to find
So I roam these streets at night looking for a sign
And looking at the moon
Remembering your eyes shining
I would feel less alone if I knew you were looking up there too
And so I text you to try to tell you how I feel
But when you don't text me back I know exactly what is real
And I try to run just to chase the beating of my own heart
and I wrote this song to fill the space that could be ours
And tonight I'm drinking wine
It's all because of you
My brain is twined, tangled, fucked
I just don't know what to do with myself
And now I wish you were here
I wish you were my beer
I wish you were a piece of fucking paper
I could smoke you and get sick from you
And you'd be growing inside of me 'til I die
And when I said you were a part of me I wouldn't lie
And I try to run just to chase the beating of my own heart
and I wrote this song to fill the space that could be ours
The city dumps fill
The junkyards fill
Madhouses fill
Hospitals fill
Graveyards fill
Nothing else fills
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