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state champion - brain days lyrics

took the car out over onyx rock
paid the doc for tippin a toothache
and i drove slow past where the halfpipe once was
watched him mow the grass in a u shape
waved at the grounds crew, gasped at the price of gasoline
god gave us arms instead of wings to keep track of all our things during layovers
war plane hover over hills of who could know
nothing hangs from wire nailed to sky

oh the brain days
my oh my

i’m stacking boxes where they tell me to
i’m guessing through the good times she still has
how she would lay out on the pullout couch
wet with lemon, bad at jazz
i’ve watched the paint dry on a hundred walls
huffed cathedral fumes waiting her command
stacking boxes for our daughter now
each one contains a small piece of the plan

oh the brain days
oh man oh man
oh i hate the brain days
i was put here for my bed
i was not put here for my head
there’s a bible in the back of the closet with the cleaning supplies
there’s a blonde at the end of the bar that’ll make the time slow
there’s a reason why i come down here
there’s a special trash can in heaven where prayers like mine go
and i know the trouble that you thought you was back then
back in the brain days

oh i hate the brain days
when i was put here for my bed
i was not put here for my head
when i was put here for my bed
i was not put here for my head
when i was put here for my bed

- state champion lyrics

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