Unnamed Song
Blurain
Nothing really matters anymore
The world is crumbling outside my front door
Never bothered leaving unless it’s something I want
Waiting for the day the ghost town is not
Is the dollar down?
I can’t tell
What else is wrong
Now
I stare out my window for hours
Thinking of a great event
I’m just a little bit sour
It’s like things go wrong each hour
Am I sick and tired of it? Yes I am
But it comes back for some goddamn reason
Is the dollar down?
I can’t tell
What else is wrong
Now
I stare out my window for hours
Thinking of a great event
Is the dollar down?
I can’t tell
What else is wrong
Now
I stare out my window for hours
Thinking of a great event