Lindsay B - What's The Craic?

Somebody's car is parked out on the lawn
With all the windows down
It's probably being sold for parts now
I just can't see me getting off the couch now
That's just depression or whatever
And all the usual haunts
If you have to ask yourself
Am I doing this right?
You're not

In traditional fashion
In traditional fashion
I fall asleep in the backseat
It's sad believe me
Waking up to a drunk text from yourself
Then feeling all hell
When you get so far out of control
That it's comfortable now

Go
Where did the year?
Who's been drinking my beer?
I put too much stock in my nightmares
It's only chemical
But it still freaks me out

In traditional fashion
In traditional fashion
I fall asleep in the backseat
It's sad believe me
Waking up to a drunk text from yourself
Then feeling all hell
When you get so far out of control
That it's comfortable now

Written by:
Lindsay Baffo

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