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letra de corduroy - chariey yang

[verse]
indifferent to the people i detest
but, it harms me in a way that even i cannot detect
in my own flesh and blood
(in my own flesh and blood)
i think i’ve had enough
(i think i’ve had enough, i’ve had enough)
i welcome death with open arms
like an old friend i haven’t seen
since i was young, when young was old
when daddy did terrible things
maybe i’d feel better then, when i leave you like this
(don’t let me lеave, don’t let me lеave it all behind)
while some days are not that bad
and even pleasant one might say
i can’t control the thoughts i have
i can’t control the present wave of emotion
anxiously hoping for something or someone
for anything at all

[pre chorus]
i can’t imagine a life without familiarity
i can’t imagine what it’s like to live
with certainty, i like to rewatch movies
so i know the end of every scene
i know the end of everything
i do, because i won’t ever leave my room
it’s safer here, safety’s all i want and all i need
buried my issues here, deep within the
walls and in my dreams
in my own atmosphere is where i’ll die
so, let me die in peace
i’m on my final breath, my final steps
i’ve never felt so free
[chorus]
but my head’s spinning
i can’t help but think of who i’m abandoning
suddenly my chest cries out in pure panic
it cannot end like this
i say with strength i haven’t felt before
and that’s when it finally hits
with my hands sweating
climb down from the ledge of
what’s all so threatening
but it don’t cause me fear no more
my fingers touch the fabric of my
jacket made of corduroy
reminding me of brentwood and the
things that i would die to see again

[verse]
woah, oh
my jacket made of corduroy
oh i stand to lose my life, my soul
my time my home, my thoughts
my sweet and sour youth
i can’t let go of who i was but i
can cut myself in two
and i can pick up all the pieces
and let everybody choose
[bridge]
yeah, yeah it’s all in your mind, boy, it’s all in your head
leave it all behind you can finish when you’re dead
i’ll be waiting for you here
when this madness finally ends
remember who you are, don’t forget her

[chorus]
when your head’s spinning
stuck in a room with the television on
while you’re tripping on shrooms
you got your thoughts spilling
but none of it’s true, it’s a facade
your heart can tear apart the parts
that make it you

[outro]
h-llo again, it’s nice to see you’re back
did you like the things you saw
do you finally understand why i wear corduroy?
i really like corduroy
h-llo my friend, anything you’d like to ask
any unresolved illusions in your head that make you gag?
i’m just one call away
so please don’t be afraid to call me back

- chariey yang

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