Days N Daze和铁路院子里的幽灵-自毁圣歌



Paypal.me:https://www.paypal.me/punkwithacamera戴斯(Days)和他们的朋友一起玩着老歌迷最喜欢的东西,铁路场的幽灵和其他伟大的本地乐队在当地的mas上演奏! 在这里查看他们的音乐,如果您想获取他们的任何补丁,也请查看patchtrash! https://daysndaze.bandcamp.com/ https://railyardghosts.bandcamp.com/ https://www.etsy.com/shop/PatchTrash。

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  1. Spent the night alone again, I'm fucked up in my head,
    Pushed the blade into my skin, I'm bleeding pretty bad,
    Why do I do this?

  2. [Intro]
    One, two, one, two, three, four…

    [Verse 1: Jesse]
    Well I can't tell if I'm shaking from the DTs or the cold
    By the way I'm feeling shitty man, this routine's getting old

    [Bridge]
    Why do I do this? Why?! Why do I do this to myself?

    [Verse 2: Jesse]
    Well I wake up suffocating cause my lungs are filled with tar
    I've wasted far too many hours blacked out at the bar

    [Bridge]
    Why do I do this? Why?! Why do I do this to myself?

    [Verse 3: Whitney]
    Well I feel so distant from a life I wanted years ago
    Torn between this road I'm on and where I called a home

    [Bridge]
    Why do I do this? Why?! Why do I do this to myself?

    [Verse 4: Whitney]
    Chained down to a city, to a lover, to a bed
    A door has swung right open, I'll just step out here instead

    [Bridge]
    Why do I do this? Why?! Why do I do this to myself?

    [Chorus]
    I'm self-destructive, no one can save me
    You asked me if I love you, I said: "maybe"
    Why would you love me?
    You should learn to hate me
    I'm going nowhere fast…

    (Trumpet part one of three!)

    [Verse 5: Whitney]
    Well, you know I'm feeling guilty cause I never seem to call
    Even though I'm far away, this world just seems so small

    [Bridge]
    Why do I do this? Why?! Why do I do this to myself?

    [Verse 6: Whitney]
    Bitchin' I am broke but I still have money for this beer
    The letters that I wrote to you, you can't see them from here

    [Bridge]
    Why do I do this? Why?! Why do I do this to myself?

    (The Weasel Baby everybody!)

    [Verse 7: Geoff]
    Standing out, make a paper's penny, and maybe a bit more
    My friends far away are the best things that I've got in store

    [Bridge]
    Why do I do this? Why?! Why do I do this to myself?

    [Verse 8: Geoff]
    Driving down the interstate, going way too goddamn fast
    A few more hours, we'll be crashing, then later on we'll laugh

    [Bridge]
    Why do I do this? Why?! Why do I do this to myself?

    (We The Heathens!)

    [Verse 9: We The Heathens]
    All we've had for days on end is liquor, beer, and speed
    Don't know what we're doing, but we think we need to eat

    [Bridge]
    Why do I do this? Why?! Why do I do this to myself?

    [Verse 10: Crowd Verse]
    We're eastbound on the highway, my friend's broke in Virginia
    I've been drinking til I pass out, smoking crack with the RZA!

    [Bridge]
    Why do I do this? Why do I do this to myself?

    [Chorus]
    I'm self-destructive, no one can save me
    You asked me if I love you, I said: "maybe"
    Why would you love me?
    You should learn to hate me
    I'm going nowhere fast…

    (Trumpet part two of three!)

    [Verse 11: Whitney & Jesse]
    Well I'm running from my problems, to my problems I ignore
    Nevermind my absent mind, fuck what I'm running for

    [Bridge]
    Why do I do this? Why?! Why do I do this to myself?

    [Verse 12: Whitney & Jesse]
    Well, we traveled to New London and got laid out on the floor
    Fuck being nice, I swear I will not be nice anymore!

    [Bridge]
    Why do I do this? Why?! Why do I do this to myself?

    [Chorus]
    I'm self-destructive, no one can save me
    You asked me if I love you, I said: "maybe"
    Why would you love me?
    You should learn to hate me
    I'm going nowhere fast…

    (Last trumpet part!)

    [Chorus]
    I'm self-destructive, no one can save me
    You asked me if I love you, I said: "maybe"
    Why would you love me?
    You should learn to hate me
    I'm going nowhere fast…

    [Outro]
    (Mom and dad don't know everything!)
    (Oh boy)

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