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letra de culdesac - kevin hackett

(intro: “kings of summer” clip)
“this is the sight of our new house man!”
“what like a treehouse?”
“no like a real house. i’m moving out, we’re moving out. no one will find us out here. this house, this land, it’s ours. we make the rules, you know?”
“look, i’m sorry joe, but i can’t do this. call me when you get home”

(verse 1: kevin hackett)
i look my best friend in the eye, please don’t
leave me behind, these walls
gon’ keep me idle in
comfort i’ll find no end
we’ve become rivals in
the weirdest ways
i knew i feared this day
who knew it would feel this way
screaming stay, but you won’t
fill the page with these notes
feel the weight of my quotes
tryna stay on the ropes
but then i fall again
i guess it all depends
on whether this concrete is where my life gon’ end up
in the sky i don’t wanna stay
another place just seems right in this time of day i find it safe, but is safe really all that great?
i’m dodging pain but my fears have got me locked away
all these days, they’re all the same
and my life’s in a duplex
i lose friends like who’s next
they move then get new friends
if you left i’d lose it
cause these rooms get so empty
car movin’ on empty
hardly movin’ but eventually i’ll get there on this ten speed

(chorus: kevin hackett)
so i hit the ground runnin’
wheels turning, b-tterflies in my stomach
don’t leave, don’t leave i’m coming
outside, we don’t cry i love it
socks soaked in the puddle i run in
wheels turning, b-tterflies in my stomach
don’t leave, don’t leave i’m coming
outside, we don’t cry i love it
socks soaked in the puddle i run in

(verse 2: kevin hackett)
i guess these superpowers wear off
when we tear off what we once had
comic books in the trash can
no wristband on your left hand
and your kick stand got rust on it
and dust all on your seat
those ‘didas on your feet
don’t fit like they did in 03
when we’d
ride around
ride around on our own two
tied down
tied down to this old roof
nose grows from the old you
you know you really gotta go soon when the old you is just old news
and your home phone is an old tool
these numbers left unmemorized
televised moments
no time to squeeze and hold, it’s over
no one to pick up the phone, i know we gotta grow older than these
kneecuts on a school fence
fees up on a fools rent
this youth comes to a cruel end
on a path i didn’t choose with
these dreams of my teeth falling out of my mouth
cause when you leave that old street for a house in the south
the feelings free, but feelings fleet
beliefs get turned into doubts
wonder what life means to me now
i’ll find out
when i hit the ground running

(chorus 2: kevin hackett)
wheels turning, b-tterflies in my stomach
don’t leave, don’t leave i’m coming
outside, we don’t cry i love it
socks soaked in the (interrupted)

(outro: kevin hackett & aidan sullivan sandy)
run away, run away
go and catch me if you can
run away, run away
go and catch me if you can
no one stays, no one stays
but the face that’s in the gl-ss
from the paint, to the grave it’s the safest in the past
(2x)

- kevin hackett

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