The Front Bottoms, GDP - Historic Cemetery lyrics
[The Front Bottoms, GDP - Historic Cemetery lyrics]
One, don't smoke and don't start
Just you and me
Getting high, and hanging out
Getting high, and messing around
Getting high, and trying to figure it out
There was a sacrificial ritual inside
My room last night was held there in secret
Hard to see anything in the candle light
Now there is melted wax all over my floor
And the scent of incense is rising
Up from underneath the door
Now, maybe it was not as serious
As I am making it sound
Just you and me
Getting high, and hanging out
Getting high, and messing around
Getting high, and trying to figure it out
I feel the burn, my tired feet
Not much to go, a few more streets
See, your face is all I need
My one and only, my sweet relief
And you would think I never had it
The way that this world likes my magic
But it was all for you
To continue to be able
To continue to be able right now
Just you and me
Getting high, and hanging out
Getting high, and messing around
Getting high, and trying to figure it out
(Getting high)
I don't need your reasons anymore
(And hanging out)
Don't need your reasons anymore
(And messing around)
Need your reasons anymore
I’ve been sitting here, all by myself
Laughing
I put my wrong finger in the hot wax
Now I can't play for you like that
The last thing I need is truly
The stupid excuse for a reason to fight back
I can't begin, begin to tell you
The way it all felt
When everything fell through
You moved to New York to
Meet a beautiful girl
And drink fancy cocktails without a
Care in the world
But, you got scared they're all
Gonna find someone else
So you find one and tell it
Things you're dying to tell
We got high as hell
(The record) I forget how it went
It was a song about love, and at the time
It made sense when the side ended
We just laid there in bed
You had fallen asleep
But I stayed up and read
I made a list of everything
I said I never meant
Considered all the things I never said
But I digress
I got dressed, kissed your forehead, and left
You called me when you woke
But I was sleeping off the meds
Just you and me
Getting high, and hanging out
Getting high, and messing around
Getting high, and trying to figure it out
There was a sacrificial ritual inside
My room last night was held there in secret
Hard to see anything in the candle light
Now there is melted wax all over my floor
And the scent of incense is rising
Up from underneath the door
Now, maybe it was not as serious
As I am making it sound
Just you and me
Getting high, and hanging out
Getting high, and messing around
Getting high, and trying to figure it out
I feel the burn, my tired feet
Not much to go, a few more streets
See, your face is all I need
My one and only, my sweet relief
And you would think I never had it
The way that this world likes my magic
But it was all for you
To continue to be able
To continue to be able right now
Just you and me
Getting high, and hanging out
Getting high, and messing around
Getting high, and trying to figure it out
(Getting high)
I don't need your reasons anymore
(And hanging out)
Don't need your reasons anymore
(And messing around)
Need your reasons anymore
I’ve been sitting here, all by myself
Laughing
I put my wrong finger in the hot wax
Now I can't play for you like that
The last thing I need is truly
The stupid excuse for a reason to fight back
I can't begin, begin to tell you
The way it all felt
When everything fell through
You moved to New York to
Meet a beautiful girl
And drink fancy cocktails without a
Care in the world
But, you got scared they're all
Gonna find someone else
So you find one and tell it
Things you're dying to tell
We got high as hell
(The record) I forget how it went
It was a song about love, and at the time
It made sense when the side ended
We just laid there in bed
You had fallen asleep
But I stayed up and read
I made a list of everything
I said I never meant
Considered all the things I never said
But I digress
I got dressed, kissed your forehead, and left
You called me when you woke
But I was sleeping off the meds