Pothole (Demo)

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Modern Baseball - Pop, USA

Pothole (Demo)

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[Spoken Intro] [?] Hehehe, fuck [Verse 1] The fossils of my footsteps will be unearthed At a far off date unknown Impressed in concrete from walking home alone After walking you home And the mops of greasy hair Will romanticize my despair But they won't know That I didn't care I like the silence I like the empty streets Crawl down, I'm on hands and knees in a heartbeat If I had to I owe 'em that at the very least [Verse 2] The map had faded out But I could have sworn, I noted every stride I guess the rain hit Before the ink had dried And where I thought I'd be Was not what I perceived Assessing the progress from beneath your sheets That's why I need the silence I need the empty streets Just as bad as they don't need me Its a sick, sad, sham of a marriage But its all there is It's all I need [Outro] I can be everything you need If you make me I can be every crack in your concrete If you let me off, easy I can be easily deceived If you want that But you are the ember of my heart Whether you like that or not

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Credits

Writers
  • Brendan Lukens
  • Ian Farmer
  • Jake Ewald
  • Sean Huber