Lyrics Strangers - Car Seat Headrest
If
I
can
fit
my
dreams
You
say
the
same
things
over
and
over
Into
an
ABAB
rhyme
scheme
You
say
the
same
things
over
and
over
Love
is
a
way
of
passing
on
our
genes
Love
is
because
we
want
to
further
our
genes
God
is
a
scientist
he′s
just
found
out
about
us
He's
published
a
study
but
he
don′t
know
much
about
us
When
I
die
I
won't
become
a
ghost
Because
I'll
have
nowhere
to
haunt
Fuck
this
town
and
fuck
my
dirty
hands
When
you′re
strange
then
the
critics
gotta
be
stranger
But
they′re
just
strangers
Society
wants
me
to
fuck,
well,
fuck
'em
Car
seat
is
a
genetic
stop
sign
I
sleep
lying
next
to
a
mirror
Car
seat
is
a
menace
to
the
public
Love
is
a
way
of
advancing
our
species
Love
is
because
we
want
to
keep
up
our
species
God
is
a
director
he′s
just
found
out
about
us
He's
talked
to
our
agents
but
he
don′t
know
much
about
us
When
I
die
I
won't
become
a
ghost
Because
I′ll
have
nowhere
to
haunt
Fuck
this
town
and
fuck
my
dirty
hands
When
you're
strange
then
if
they
like
you
then
they
gotta
be
stranger
But
they're
just
strangers
Car
seat′s
nervous
and
the
lights
are
bright
When
I
was
a
kid
I
fell
in
love
with
Michael
Stipe
I
took
lyrics
out
of
context
and
thought
"He
must
be
speaking
to
me"
I
won′t
last
too
much
longer
I'm
already
starting
to
run
out
of
places
for
faces
in
my
head
They′re
all
starting
to
look
the
same
I
won't
last
too
much
longer
I′m
already
starting
to
run
out
of
places
for
faces
in
my
head
They're
all
starting
to
look
the
same...
1 The Drum
2 father, flesh in rags
3 happy news for sadness
4 sunburned shirts
5 stoop kid
6 Something Soon
7 no passion
8 Strangers
9 lawns
10 p.o.w.
11 open-mouthed boy
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