Uh, windowpain
Since that day
It wasn't the same frame
The same game I played
Will I take fame
Wit a grain of salt
Or let it rage?
Then I rage quit
Game over
Candy paint on the whip
That's Range Rover
It all changed the night you came over
Got hotter than flamethrowers
I wasn't sober
We went True Detective, undercover
Then you blew me like a leaf blower
Our scene's over
We're headed to the bar
In the car I get a text
"Who's Carla?"
Now you goin' supernova
Collapsed dwarf star
"Baby, she's no one"
Carla's a pornstar, at least in bed
But you ain't take your meds
Soma's on the sofa
Now the Rover's like a rollercoaster
Weavin' out the lanes
Pre-hangover
She screams "Was she worth it?"
As her muscles are jerkin'
We hit the off ramp
Fly through the windshield
I see the glass shards
Like angel wings on her
Just for a moment
Then it goes black
I have an out-of-body experience
Our cold, bloody hands
Are touchin' on the pavement
Isn't it touching?
But fuck it man, I don't even deserve it
I'm fuckin' worthless
(Hook)
And when I pitched
Through the windshield, I hoped
The last thing that I felt
Was my body float
credits
from The Trailer Park B-Sides,
released July 4, 2019
Produced by lil k dick
Lyrics and vocals by Tommy MV$ERVTI and Julien Baker
Backing vocals by lil k dick