streetlight Lyrics

We've been living for the gold rush

I've been taking on too much How will they remember us?

You still got your virtues

Hot dog, I'll catch you

Slippin' up in the bathroom What's that called?

What's that called?

Streetlight, streetlight, streetlight, streetlight

I'm made of tiny things that make up something big

I've been havin' trouble makin' any fuckin

Sense of it

Some say you're off your rocker if you talk a certain way

But I think that's a load of shit if you ask me

You fall back into habits

Like lovin' what you got

And the things you think are good are just slop

Shelby Jean you got a name

That doesn't suit your face

Covered up your porcelain skin to scorn

An unforgiving God that you forgot

Left behind with all the other stupid rot

That comes along with bein' wrong in all the right ways

I like workin' on Sundays

Blasphemetic heady sunrays

A salmon, sideways sermon

Upstream thoughts like"how'd we get here?

Are we just spawn

And then we're gone?"

It makes sense we made sin

Since boredom sets in

I swim in your skin like incense

Streetlight, streetlight, streetlight, streetlight

It makes sense we made sin

Since boredom sets in

I swim in your skin like incense

Streetlight

We've been living for the gold rush

I've been taking on too much How will they remember us?

You still got your virtues

Hot dog, I'll catch you

Slippin' up in the bathroom

It makes sense we made sin

Since boredom sets in

I swim in your skin like incense

What's that called?

What's that called?

Streetlight, streetlight, streetlight, streetlight