Capetown Lyrics

Mike and Taylor, katanas drawn

It ain't a party till you bloody the lawn

Blunt objects theater

Our porch in the spring

These are just some of my favorite things

A birthday party for Jelly Roll

Letting some lover pierce my hull

I could've spent my life in bed

The laundry running by my head

A Baphomet mask a burnt cardboard

Seen so much Tom ass that my eyes are sore

The tub of fake wine and the front yard stone

God bless the strangeness for which we're known

And in that strangeness we've built our home

And I can't live there anymore

Some of the best years of my life were spent there with people I adore

But I can't live there anymore

Gabe is sleeping on the bathroom floor

We'll rise tomorrow and drink some more

I'm three years sober but I miss those days

Laughing off hangovers

Smokin all day

James is Russian orthodox

The blood is gushing from his hand as he talks and talks and talks

No one listens

No one ever does

Even if we've been him

Swiggin from a gallon jug

Who'd he come with

Why's he here

I don't wanna be dramatic

But he's ruining new years

Had to move out

Cut and run

Too many memories

Too much fun

I need a slow down

And a helping hand

To cork that bottle

And save the band

It's good to be here

(Even if it's been a chore)

It took a little time

But I think I found what I'm looking for

I won't live there anymore

Some of the best years of my life were spent there with people I adore

I can't live there anymore

My heart rate stuck redlining

Never certain, never sure

I won't live there anymore

I won't live there anymore

I won't live there anymore