Parking Lots by Whitsett, Emery

These Things Seem Different by Whitsett

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Parking Lots
by Whitsett, Emery

Album: These Things Seem Different

Panic, Panic, Sound the alarm
Its all going down the tubes
The misery's just getting started and
I know this ain't that the worst you can do

Show up late and drag this out
A public place is what your cared about
Im feeling sick trying to get a word out

Try and catch my breath
Your gun is loaded
Try and catch my breath

If this is what it takes
To get this through your head
I'll Take the left on read
I'll Take the left on red

Get your car find you friends
Tell them anything but the truth
Make it seem like I'm crazy it
But eventually It's gonna grab a hold of you

Try and catch my breath
Your gun is loaded
Try and catch my breath

If this is what it takes
To get this through your head
I'll Take the left on read
I'll Take the left on red

You say its broken
You can't put it all me
(I'm not the one to blame I'm not the one to blame)

If this is what it takes
To get this through your head
I'll Take the left on read
I'll Take the left on