Barely Living Room

Lyrics
[Verse 1] In my bad dream there's a hallway to A barely living room TV's on, dirty flower curtains drawn And I hate you but I feel so bad for you, too We're in a flat Fescue meadow Brown by the cold Wearing clothes of a ghost The clothes of a ghost [Verse 2] And in my dream, you are me And I am sort of you And I'm thinking about some of the things that you did And it sort of feels like abuse Still I can smell the ocean Yet we're a thousand miles from any coast Wearing the clothes of a ghost In a flat fescue meadow Frozen dead by the cold In the clothes of a ghost The clothes of a ghost
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Credits
- Writers
- Eric D. Johnson