letra de bank account - yes chef
burned coffee on the day i knew
your texts would come in twos
and the world is burning on the news
i will die in this waiting room
i will die in this waiting room
there’s oil on my shoes
there’s poison in my food
on the day that i finally knew
i knew that i love you
i knew that i love you
fear of something new
the clock hits half-past two
the sound of the sun in an empty room
i will die in this waiting room
make a change for yourself and let it stick
i know we called it quits
but we will take that trip
and we will hike the western mountains
and sail the world on a ship
or i will die in this waiting room
i can’t sit down
just pace around
my bank account had just run out
i can’t sit down
just pace around
my bank account it had just run out
i can’t sit down
my bank account it had just run out
how will i pay for this?
how will i pay for this?
i am the oil in your water
i am the black inside your primer
i am the rain on all your sundays
i am half-smoked left in your ash tray
make a change for yourself and let it stick
i know we called it quits
but we will take that trip
and we will hike the western mountains
and sail the world on a ship
or i will die in this waiting room
i can’t sit down
my bank account it had just run out
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