pop filter - racin' like hell lyrics
she dies on a wednesday night
stuck interstate, i couldn’t drive
they hold the funeral on a video app
so you can only hear one of us crying
when i was a kid, everyone was sick
dad with his blood bag, his catheter in
and all my dreams are a funeral speech
i guess somebody’s always dying
racin’ like h_ll to get home and say “i love you”
racin’ like h_ll to get home
fear of soundin’ sappy or rememberin’ it
mom’s hair grew back curly, i’m oblivious
what i drank through dad’s transplant did not do the trick
to stop everything feelin’ on fire
every song they’ll play, every word they’ll say
down to the minute i have planned a day
it’s not healthy keepin’ the fear at bay
but at least i know they’ll bury me in music
racin’ like h_ll to get home
racin’ like h_ll to get home
racin’ like h_ll to get home and say “i love you”
racin’ like h_ll to get home
racin’ like h_ll to get home (it’s dad’s transplant)
racin’ like h_ll to get home (mom’s cancer)
racin’ like h_ll to get home and say “i love you”
racin’ like h_ll to get home
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