MissingNo.
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โฑ๏ธ 3:10 duration
๐ ID: 32091645
๐ Lyrics
The sun was rising
In front of my eyes
As I drove up 95
Slapping my face to keep from swerving
I should have never left
On my way to learn a lesson
Was it for the best
The wind was cold, but your hand it kept mine warm
A broken Polaroid, the calm before the storm
The way you bore a cave in the mind I call my home
Like waterfalls deep underneath that Tennessee limestone
I took your picture and kept it saved
A candid portrait of a memory you hate
We are built from our mistakes
When every time I cross your brain
Feels out of place
(Resentment for something I made known)
You hate the taste made by my name
When it's placed at the edge of your tongue
When you see my face
Painted a view of truth
Tainted by hues of you
Stained with the remains of a wasted youth
I'm brain dead
I've accepted that somehow my screws came loose
(I should have never left)
When every time I cross your brain
Feels out of place
(Resentment for something I made known)
You hate the taste made by my name
When it's placed at the edge of your tongue when you see my face
In front of my eyes
As I drove up 95
Slapping my face to keep from swerving
I should have never left
On my way to learn a lesson
Was it for the best
The wind was cold, but your hand it kept mine warm
A broken Polaroid, the calm before the storm
The way you bore a cave in the mind I call my home
Like waterfalls deep underneath that Tennessee limestone
I took your picture and kept it saved
A candid portrait of a memory you hate
We are built from our mistakes
When every time I cross your brain
Feels out of place
(Resentment for something I made known)
You hate the taste made by my name
When it's placed at the edge of your tongue
When you see my face
Painted a view of truth
Tainted by hues of you
Stained with the remains of a wasted youth
I'm brain dead
I've accepted that somehow my screws came loose
(I should have never left)
When every time I cross your brain
Feels out of place
(Resentment for something I made known)
You hate the taste made by my name
When it's placed at the edge of your tongue when you see my face
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:07.50] The sun was rising
[00:10.53] In front of my eyes
[00:13.99] As I drove up 95
[00:21.46] Slapping my face to keep from swerving
[00:29.13] I should have never left
[00:33.82] On my way to learn a lesson
[00:43.03] Was it for the best
[00:46.22]
[01:14.70] The wind was cold, but your hand it kept mine warm
[01:19.87] A broken Polaroid, the calm before the storm
[01:25.46] The way you bore a cave in the mind I call my home
[01:30.75] Like waterfalls deep underneath that Tennessee limestone
[01:36.82] I took your picture and kept it saved
[01:40.56] A candid portrait of a memory you hate
[01:45.90] We are built from our mistakes
[01:49.79] When every time I cross your brain
[01:56.16] Feels out of place
[01:57.38] (Resentment for something I made known)
[02:00.85] You hate the taste made by my name
[02:07.39] When it's placed at the edge of your tongue
[02:09.22] When you see my face
[02:13.06] Painted a view of truth
[02:17.76] Tainted by hues of you
[02:23.22] Stained with the remains of a wasted youth
[02:28.65] I'm brain dead
[02:30.56] I've accepted that somehow my screws came loose
[02:36.93] (I should have never left)
[02:39.49] When every time I cross your brain
[02:45.94] Feels out of place
[02:47.49] (Resentment for something I made known)
[02:50.83] You hate the taste made by my name
[02:57.35] When it's placed at the edge of your tongue when you see my face
[03:02.19]
[00:10.53] In front of my eyes
[00:13.99] As I drove up 95
[00:21.46] Slapping my face to keep from swerving
[00:29.13] I should have never left
[00:33.82] On my way to learn a lesson
[00:43.03] Was it for the best
[00:46.22]
[01:14.70] The wind was cold, but your hand it kept mine warm
[01:19.87] A broken Polaroid, the calm before the storm
[01:25.46] The way you bore a cave in the mind I call my home
[01:30.75] Like waterfalls deep underneath that Tennessee limestone
[01:36.82] I took your picture and kept it saved
[01:40.56] A candid portrait of a memory you hate
[01:45.90] We are built from our mistakes
[01:49.79] When every time I cross your brain
[01:56.16] Feels out of place
[01:57.38] (Resentment for something I made known)
[02:00.85] You hate the taste made by my name
[02:07.39] When it's placed at the edge of your tongue
[02:09.22] When you see my face
[02:13.06] Painted a view of truth
[02:17.76] Tainted by hues of you
[02:23.22] Stained with the remains of a wasted youth
[02:28.65] I'm brain dead
[02:30.56] I've accepted that somehow my screws came loose
[02:36.93] (I should have never left)
[02:39.49] When every time I cross your brain
[02:45.94] Feels out of place
[02:47.49] (Resentment for something I made known)
[02:50.83] You hate the taste made by my name
[02:57.35] When it's placed at the edge of your tongue when you see my face
[03:02.19]