Song | Chelsea |
Artist | Phoebe Bridgers |
Album | Killer |
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[00:07.99] | For a chemical imbalance, |
[00:12.45] | You sure know how to ride a train |
[00:17.40] | Your revolution is a deathbed, |
[00:21.80] | And the music is your maid |
[00:27.07] | When someone comes a knocking with a needle on a tray |
[00:37.45] | Only your lonesome lies beside you |
[00:41.65] | For you told me not to stay |
[01:00.60] | You are somebody's baby |
[01:04.13] | Some mother held you near |
[01:10.40] | No it's not important, they're just pretty words, my dear |
[01:20.20] | There is no distraction that can make me disappear |
[01:31.13] | No there's nothing that won't remind you |
[01:36.20] | I will always be right here |
[01:53.44] | And you spit the blood back, spit the blood back |
[01:58.08] | Baby, I'm amazed that you're alright |
[02:05.38] | Oh, so long prison boy, I won't be home with you tonight |
[02:23.80] | We're both very sick, our muscles all worn down |
[02:32.62] | It's as if we are one-hundred—no, I won't still be around |
[02:42.05] | Because I've fallen, yes I've fallen right into the love I found |
[02:54.48] | Long before I reach one-hundred |
[02:59.53] | I'll have fallen to the ground |
[03:06.85] | And you spit the blood back, spit the blood back |
[03:11.67] | Baby, I'm amazed that you're alright |
[03:18.89] | Oh, so long prison boy, I won't be home |
[03:26.11] | I won't be home |
[03:28.38] | I won't be home with you tonight |
[03:53.24] | And we could call the service bell |
[04:03.02] | If we stay at the Chelsea hotel |
[04:12.66] | And I'll stay out of my own head |
[04:20.08] | Oh, so long prison boy, I won't be home |
[04:27.24] | I won't be home |
[04:29.63] | I won't be home with you tonight |
[05:28.02] |
[00:07.99] | For a chemical imbalance, |
[00:12.45] | You sure know how to ride a train |
[00:17.40] | Your revolution is a deathbed, |
[00:21.80] | And the music is your maid |
[00:27.07] | When someone comes a knocking with a needle on a tray |
[00:37.45] | Only your lonesome lies beside you |
[00:41.65] | For you told me not to stay |
[01:00.60] | You are somebody' s baby |
[01:04.13] | Some mother held you near |
[01:10.40] | No it' s not important, they' re just pretty words, my dear |
[01:20.20] | There is no distraction that can make me disappear |
[01:31.13] | No there' s nothing that won' t remind you |
[01:36.20] | I will always be right here |
[01:53.44] | And you spit the blood back, spit the blood back |
[01:58.08] | Baby, I' m amazed that you' re alright |
[02:05.38] | Oh, so long prison boy, I won' t be home with you tonight |
[02:23.80] | We' re both very sick, our muscles all worn down |
[02:32.62] | It' s as if we are onehundred no, I won' t still be around |
[02:42.05] | Because I' ve fallen, yes I' ve fallen right into the love I found |
[02:54.48] | Long before I reach onehundred |
[02:59.53] | I' ll have fallen to the ground |
[03:06.85] | And you spit the blood back, spit the blood back |
[03:11.67] | Baby, I' m amazed that you' re alright |
[03:18.89] | Oh, so long prison boy, I won' t be home |
[03:26.11] | I won' t be home |
[03:28.38] | I won' t be home with you tonight |
[03:53.24] | And we could call the service bell |
[04:03.02] | If we stay at the Chelsea hotel |
[04:12.66] | And I' ll stay out of my own head |
[04:20.08] | Oh, so long prison boy, I won' t be home |
[04:27.24] | I won' t be home |
[04:29.63] | I won' t be home with you tonight |
[05:28.02] |
[00:07.99] | For a chemical imbalance, |
[00:12.45] | You sure know how to ride a train |
[00:17.40] | Your revolution is a deathbed, |
[00:21.80] | And the music is your maid |
[00:27.07] | When someone comes a knocking with a needle on a tray |
[00:37.45] | Only your lonesome lies beside you |
[00:41.65] | For you told me not to stay |
[01:00.60] | You are somebody' s baby |
[01:04.13] | Some mother held you near |
[01:10.40] | No it' s not important, they' re just pretty words, my dear |
[01:20.20] | There is no distraction that can make me disappear |
[01:31.13] | No there' s nothing that won' t remind you |
[01:36.20] | I will always be right here |
[01:53.44] | And you spit the blood back, spit the blood back |
[01:58.08] | Baby, I' m amazed that you' re alright |
[02:05.38] | Oh, so long prison boy, I won' t be home with you tonight |
[02:23.80] | We' re both very sick, our muscles all worn down |
[02:32.62] | It' s as if we are onehundred no, I won' t still be around |
[02:42.05] | Because I' ve fallen, yes I' ve fallen right into the love I found |
[02:54.48] | Long before I reach onehundred |
[02:59.53] | I' ll have fallen to the ground |
[03:06.85] | And you spit the blood back, spit the blood back |
[03:11.67] | Baby, I' m amazed that you' re alright |
[03:18.89] | Oh, so long prison boy, I won' t be home |
[03:26.11] | I won' t be home |
[03:28.38] | I won' t be home with you tonight |
[03:53.24] | And we could call the service bell |
[04:03.02] | If we stay at the Chelsea hotel |
[04:12.66] | And I' ll stay out of my own head |
[04:20.08] | Oh, so long prison boy, I won' t be home |
[04:27.24] | I won' t be home |
[04:29.63] | I won' t be home with you tonight |
[05:28.02] |