letra de november 3 (cars) - emily horton
i’d be lying if i said i never think about driving home, cold nights in spring
but there’s hardly any truth in that, i lost us both some miles back
i’d be lying is i said i never think about kissing in cars, blue memories
the songs pour out like molten wax, i know your ghost, i’ll give you that
so how do i dig myself out of this hole
building a pyre for ashes i owe
putting out flames from the fires i coaled
whenever i reach out, the bad nights all come back to me
blue cold on bas-m-nt floors, the scene plays out on tv screens
the cycle nеver ends, the scrolling facеs of our friends
i’d be lying if i said i never think about when i heard you’d ended things
so how do i dig myself out of this hole
building a pyre for ashes i owe
putting out flames from the fires i coaled
maybe there’s lessons to be learned in every stupid time i think
of how unsure i am of how correctly i remember things
maybe there’s lessons to be learned in finding death in all the blanks
so how do i sew myself into distress
planting the reasons for what i forget
piling on seasons of mess after mess
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