Theo Katzman - Desperate Times lyrics
[Theo Katzman - Desperate Times lyrics]
You took a selfie with your dog this morning
You said while you were sleeping in
Smoking a spliff in your bed
I never felt so much from so little so quick
It seems too good to be true
Which means it probably is
You live in San Antone i'm in Los Angeles
That ain't exactly close
Now that you mention it
I saved some sick days up
For a solo road trip and Texas is on my list
Cause when the big get weird
The weird get high
It's when you dance with death
That you know you're alive
I've got some good mezcal and
The will to survive
Yes these are desperate measures
But these are desperate times
I bought a camper van off of a teenage kid
Hail Mary to the gods, California Craigslist
Cashed out my bank account
Gave away all my shit
Just to shake things up
Just to scratch that itch
I probably should not say just how down I am
To meet you in the bathroom of a gas station
A thousand miles away from
Anywhere I've ever been
Just to feel like a human again
Cause when the big get weird
The weird get high
It's when you dance with death
That you know you're alive
I've got some good mezcal and
The will to survive
Yes these are desperate measures
But these are desperate times
How many glasses of wine
Over a six-inch screen
Before my will resigns
And my judgment recedes?
Across these divided states
Into a stranger's arms
Hail Mary keep me, keep me, keep me from harm
It's when you dance with death
That you know you're alive
I've got some good mezcal and
The will to survive
Yes these are desperate measures
But these are desperate times
You said while you were sleeping in
Smoking a spliff in your bed
I never felt so much from so little so quick
It seems too good to be true
Which means it probably is
You live in San Antone i'm in Los Angeles
That ain't exactly close
Now that you mention it
I saved some sick days up
For a solo road trip and Texas is on my list
Cause when the big get weird
The weird get high
It's when you dance with death
That you know you're alive
I've got some good mezcal and
The will to survive
Yes these are desperate measures
But these are desperate times
I bought a camper van off of a teenage kid
Hail Mary to the gods, California Craigslist
Cashed out my bank account
Gave away all my shit
Just to shake things up
Just to scratch that itch
I probably should not say just how down I am
To meet you in the bathroom of a gas station
A thousand miles away from
Anywhere I've ever been
Just to feel like a human again
Cause when the big get weird
The weird get high
It's when you dance with death
That you know you're alive
I've got some good mezcal and
The will to survive
Yes these are desperate measures
But these are desperate times
How many glasses of wine
Over a six-inch screen
Before my will resigns
And my judgment recedes?
Across these divided states
Into a stranger's arms
Hail Mary keep me, keep me, keep me from harm
It's when you dance with death
That you know you're alive
I've got some good mezcal and
The will to survive
Yes these are desperate measures
But these are desperate times