Spanish Love Songs - Self-Destruction (As a Sensible Career Choice)

All I hear is patience.""
All I have are missed bank payments.
I can't keep my head above the nonsense.
This ain't gonna make me famous.
but I can't eat off this paycheck.
My dreams are quick-drying cement.
Slipping through the tips of my fingers,
Filling my pockets.
Cannonballing to the black
When I hear you say...

It won't be this bleak forever.""
Yeah right.
I hope you're right.
Have you seen me lately?

It's like I'm falling deeper and deeper.
Thinking some day I just need a miracle,
But I need about 30 goddamn miracles.
While you say be your own god.
You say you're sane,
So get yourself right so we can start again.
I'm so preoccupied with my own life
I can't see the world is burning down,
Until we're living underwater.

Stuck here pulling out threads,
But this won't move in reverse.
I'll die here in the Midwest.
Why can't I live with that?

It can't be this bleak forever.
Yeah right.

Written by:
Trevor Dietrich, Ruben Duarte, Meredith Van Woert, Dylan Slocum, Kyle McAulay

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Lyrics © ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING

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