billy club from demo by Driveway Pets

Verse
F/C Csus4 F/C x2
C6 F/C C6 G Dsus4 G

Chorus
Dm Dm7 F Am7 Csus4 C G

I can’t hear a single word you try
To tell me stuck here deep inside
The version of my life I keep on
hallucinating In my mind

I don’t know why I thought I ever
Could run faster than the weather
Circumnavigate every damn
Point of comfort in my life


I don’t want
To take this out on you
Gonna throw myself at these
Cops instead

I can’t
Ever face the truth
I’d rather take another billy club to my
Empty head


How much further do I have to run till I
Cannot hear that starting gun as it
Echoes through the tunnels I bore
Ever deeper into my brain

Passing truck fires in the mountains
Burning through my meager rations
Can’t I just keep on pretending
to be your kind of sane


I won’t go
Back to no broken home
Time to put another mile upon these
Aching bones

I can’t see
You stood behind me
I just hear you screaming names long lost
In the quiet of my sleep


I kept on waiting for your shoe to drop
As you shut me in the old wood shop
With a dress and a mirror to keep your conscience clean

No bird could ever spread her wings within
Intertwined cold silver rings
At least I could be your pretty doll
by night in East Berlin


And I’ve spent years
Spun round in circles
Carving trenches in the corners of my
Newfound face

I still can’t say
What it is I’m looking for
But I think I’ve grown afraid
Of feeling safe


When we came upon the circle
We bore witness to their pain
As night fell their sorrow turned
To ice in our veins

Through sacred rites of the cigarette
We offered them our minds,
We remembered how to listen
To the pines


Feel the life within this water
Hear the warning in these woods
Can’t you hear that their whispers
Are a threat they will make good

We will spike your every saw
You know we’ll cave in all your mines
We remembered how to listen
To the pines

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