Gap Year
| Title | Gap Year |
|---|---|
| Artist | The Bantams |
| Album | Gettysburg Sorority |
| Release Date | 2019-03-22 |
| Description | ? |
| Lyrics | [Verse 1] You called me from a shore town While i paced around the porch just Trying to figure out weekends you'd come back home My tuesday it was mundane And now I miss the fridays In your backyard hoping, smiling, with The Cure playing louder than It had to be Until my ransom temper brings an empty feeling When I'm trying to sleep It hasn't cut so deep But not for a lack of trying to Pacify the signs, and Pacify my mind Running away to get some sleep [Pre-Chorus] Spewing bullshit I love to hear I was cold the sky was clear-ly Trying to alert me to settle down And not answer prematurely Lying here, fragments of those Memories invade my thoughts subconsciously So promise me these next few months i will not lose control [Chorus] I miss you here. please come home Fourty-five days in bed alone Wishing you could come over tonight Is it a waste of time and I don't know how to reply Should I conjure words that move and serpentine around the point I Want to make that I like you Crawling to The edges of my brain for a clever line to say but Nothing's coming now So I'll just slow down No point in figuring out what's the right thing to do I'll say a goodbye and I just You might also like[Chorus] And I'll just stop Crawling to The edges of my brain for a clever line to say but Nothing's coming now So I'll just slow down No point in figuring out what's the right thing to do I'll say a goodbye and I'll just Stop (I miss you here, please come home) Crawling to (Forty-five days in bed alone) The edges of my brain for a clever line to say but (Wishing you could come over tonight) Nothing's coming now (Is it a waste of time and) So I'll (I don't know how to reply) Just slow down (Should i conjure words that move and serpentine) No point in figuring out what's the right thing to do (around the point I want to make) I'll say a goodbye and I'll just (That I like) [Post-Chorus] I'll meet you halfway or something So I can see my friends A hundred miles from that backyard Where I always thought I'd be this year |