Crashing Cars from Crashing Cars by Powerplant

Stacy smiled
I don't know what to do
I love crashing cars
There is nothing here for you
I'll wear my head the same
Walk around think of you someday
Wondering, I just don't know how

Oh oh
Nothing speak to me
Ah oh
Everything is right

Blood!
It drips on the carpet
My death to you
A better price to pay
And in the hay
The root of all my problems
I'm gonna make a mess and move away

I wanted love
Found my way to hell
At the depth of the wishing well
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna ugh
Rest tonight
Got a loud exhaust
Got a louder mind
Get away and pay your price
God damned if I get out here breathing

Blood!
It drips on the carpet
My death to you
A better price to pay
And in the hay
The root of all my problems
I'm gonna make a mess and move away

Broken glass
Heaven on my shoulder
Everything I got
It only makes me slower

• Punk
• Rock
• lo-fi
• post-punk
• synth
• London