paroles de chanson Take You Home - Grieves , Spose

Everybody won't you please buckle up as I step behind the wheel
Gonna take you to a small little town
In the dark where it's really real
It might look so nice in pictures, but I swear that you don't know
That underneath the surface all the scary things are lurking
Come on baby let me take you home

As we take a left turn on the roads that's dirt
We see a raccoon scurry and the crows disperse
And up here on the left my ex barber Jeff shot his wife to death
Then he turned the gun and killed himself next
And up here on the right, that's the
Tree where my sister's friend Christine
Hit the shit and died when she was fifteen
Never got drunk or went to pre-cal
Memorialized in car decals
And on the left if you look into the window on those evergreens
You see a twenty-three year old having
Sex with a girl who was seventeen
And if we park right here, an owl's eating a mouse
We see Sandra silhouetted soundless leaving her house
To go and cheat on her spouse
Saw my region looking scenic in that picture you took
But you can always find the dirt if you know where to look
Get in the car

As we continue the voyage into Southern Wells
That's the barn where my homie's sister hung herself
We never talked about it when we're there for dinner
Even though the walls still got all her school pictures
Oh that restaurant over there that's a tourist trap
Where my buddy Jack's dad snapped like a quarterback
It was Friday evening man, it must have been insane
He tried to run over Jack's stepdad at the custody exchange
Meanwhile in the kitchen of the restaurant
The cook feel glorious, plural estefans
Grinding the teeth in his tattooed face
Did coke off the toilet in his bathroom break
And up here on the right, one night was snowy white like cool whip
I came across this chick I went to school with walking by herself
I said online it looked like you were living the dream
She wiped a tear said things aren't always what they seem

My blinker signal like a vigil in the darkest of night
Venus and Mars, stars all sparkling bright
Take a look at that apartment there on your right
That's where my friend Kate lived the hardest of lives
She was pretty, eighth grade had the carnal delights
She had a baby, born disabled, but this part isn't right
Kate loved her as a mother but she was eight when she died
Now even when she's full Kate feels empty inside
But suffering is nothing new you can't be that surprised
Because there were forty thousand in the Abenaki tribe
By 1758 we killed them all off
All these little kid bodies hauled off with smallpox
These roads paved on their graves waves crash like accidents
Killed them all then named our yearbook after them
You might not see it when you're staying in Maine
But it gets real when you peel away the layers of paint

Take me home
Let me take you home
It's getting dark outside
It's getting dark outside
It's getting dark outside
Better run and hide
It's getting dark outside
Let me take you home
It's getting dark outside
Baby you better run and hide
It's getting dark outside
Today
We're gone