Light creeping into the coffin
Of these sleepy suburban homes
He’s so alive in the places everyone here has a hole
Bury myself in the front lawn
Hope he’ll come dig up my bones
Streets here are cemeteries
They feel alive when they’re dead
He wakes up all of the skeletons
Every time i look at him
He reminds me beautiful things
Can come from something ugly
Flowers grow amongst the weeds
Good things have come from nothing
He casts the kind of glow only a city knows
He’s so alive in the places everyone here has a hole
He casts the kind of glow only a city knows Light creeping into the coffin Of these sleepy suburban homes He’s so alive in the places everyone here has a hole Bury myself in the front lawn Hope he’ll come dig up my bones Streets here are cemeteries They feel alive when they’re dead He wakes up all of the skeletons Every time i look at him He reminds me beautiful things Can come from something ugly Flowers grow amongst the weeds Good things have come from nothing He casts the kind of glow only a city knows He’s so alive in the places everyone here has a hole Explain Request ×
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