cremona romance – heathens / stressed out / ride / car radio lyrics
[verse 1: ride]
i just wanna stay in the sun where i find
i know it’s hard sometimes
pieces of peace in the sun’s peace of mind
i know it’s hard sometimes
yeah i think about the end just way too much
but it’s fun to fantasize
on my enemies i wouldn’t wish who i was
but it’s fun to fantasize (size, size)
oh-oh-ohhh, oh-oh-ohhh, i’m falling
so i’m taking my time on my ride
oh-oh-ohhh, i’m falling
so i’m taking my time on my ride
taking my time on my ride
[verse 2: car radio]
i ponder of something great
my lungs will fill and then deflate
they fill with fire, exhale desire
i know it’s dire, my time today
i have these thoughts so often, i ought
to replace that slot with what i once bought
’cause somebody stole my car radio
and now i just sit in silence
sometimes quiet is violent, i find it hard to hide it
my pride is no longer inside
it’s on my sleeve, my skin will scream
reminding me of who i k!lled inside my dream
i hate this car that i’m driving, there’s no hiding for me
i’m forced to deal with what i feel
there is no distraction to mask what is real
i could pull the steering wheel
i have these thoughts so often, i ought
to replace that slot with what i once bought
’cause somebody stole my car radio
and now i just sit in silence
[bridge: car radio]
and now i just sit in silence
and now i just sit in silence
and now i just sit in silence
and now i just sit in silence
[verse 3: stressed out]
wish we could turn back time to the good old days
when our momma sang us to sleep, but now we’re stressed out
wish we could turn back time to the good old days
when our momma sang us to sleep, but now we’re stressed out
we’re stressed out
[verse 4: heathens]
all my friends are heathens, take it slow
wait for them to ask you who you know
please don’t make any sudden moves
you don’t know the half of the abuse
welcome to the room of people
who have rooms of people that they loved one day
locked away
just because we check the guns at the door
doesn’t mean our brains will change from hand grenades
you’ll never know the psychopath sitting next to you
you’ll have some weird people sitting next to you
you’ll think, “how’d i get here, sitting next to you?”
but after all i’ve said
[outro]
all my friends are heathens, take it slow
(taking my time on my ride)
all my friends are heathens, take it slow
(we’re stressed out)
all my friends are heathens, take it slow
all my friends are heathens, take it slow
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