Текст песни
Where does it even come from?
Oh, this manic light
That awakens you
In the middle of the night
Drives this fear of dying on the vine again
Like a clergyman from the sticks
Who found Satan sixty-nineing
Sucking dicks
In a motel room in Kansas City
I had an epiphany
Watching infomercials
Of normal people scream
I'll never satisfy my growing need for speed
It's why I walk all day and night and cry myself to sleep
I wanna shop
Until I drop
I wanna shop until I drop
I wanna shop until I
I wanted to write you
The prettiest song in the world
But I got distracted
The wildfires over Burbank
I wanted to write you
The prettiest song in the world
But I got distracted
So I didn't