7-Eleven
from Arena Rock Appetizer by BRIDEY
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lyrics
I don’t wanna fall off the wheel
I’m gonna kneel at the heal of a word a learned yesterday
It’s bigger than the rest, hold on to your chest
Look the other way
Count to seven, drive your car to 7-Eleven
Grab a bar, head down on your way in
Counter guy knows, it’s a beautiful trust
You notice how the days get left behind
Into the night
Hard to talk when your hands go numb
You’re afraid to feel dumb just by saying a thing wrong
Take your 30-minute walk, around the corner, another block
No one around here talks
And the words are coming up
They have been there for long enough
What’s worse than this
What’s worse than that
What’s worse than silence?
You notice how the days get left behind
You feel that all your ways will ruin your night x2
Count to seven, drive your car to 7-Eleven
Turn around and focus on the feeling
Drive your car to 7-Eleven
You notice how the days get left behind
Into the night
You feel that all your ways will
Ruin your life
You wanna take the money get away from it all
You could be right
Just allow me to feel better
Don’t you feel better
Don’t you feel better now Ahhhhhhhhhhhhkdfksjdksklkhhhhhhhhhh
I’m gonna kneel at the heal of a word a learned yesterday
It’s bigger than the rest, hold on to your chest
Look the other way
Count to seven, drive your car to 7-Eleven
Grab a bar, head down on your way in
Counter guy knows, it’s a beautiful trust
You notice how the days get left behind
Into the night
Hard to talk when your hands go numb
You’re afraid to feel dumb just by saying a thing wrong
Take your 30-minute walk, around the corner, another block
No one around here talks
And the words are coming up
They have been there for long enough
What’s worse than this
What’s worse than that
What’s worse than silence?
You notice how the days get left behind
You feel that all your ways will ruin your night x2
Count to seven, drive your car to 7-Eleven
Turn around and focus on the feeling
Drive your car to 7-Eleven
You notice how the days get left behind
Into the night
You feel that all your ways will
Ruin your life
You wanna take the money get away from it all
You could be right
Just allow me to feel better
Don’t you feel better
Don’t you feel better now Ahhhhhhhhhhhhkdfksjdksklkhhhhhhhhhh
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from Arena Rock Appetizer,
released June 23, 2023
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