Death Cab for Cutie – My Backwards Walk Lyrics

I’m working on my backwards walk
Walking with no shoes or socks
And the time rewinds to the end of May
I wish we’d never met, then met today

I’m working on my faults and cracks
Filling in the blanks and gaps
And when I write them out they don’t make sense
I need you to pencil in the rest

I’m working on drawing a straight line
And I’ll draw until I get one right
It’s bold and dark girl, can’t you see
I done drawn a line between you and me

I’m working on erasing you
Just don’t have the proper tools
I get hammered, forget that you exist
There’s no way I’m forgetting this

I’m working hard on walking out
Shoes keep sticking to the ground
My clothes won’t let me close the door
These trousers seem to love your floor

I been working on my backwards walk
There’s nowhere else for me to go
Except back to you just one last time
Say yes before I change my mind

Say yes before I…
You’re the shit and I’m knee-deep in it
You’re the shit and I’m knee-deep in it
You’re the shit and I’m knee-deep in it
You’re the shit and I’m knee-deep in it
You’re the shit and I’m knee-deep in it
You’re the shit and I’m knee-deep in it
You’re the shit and I’m knee-deep in it
You’re the shit and I’m knee-deep in it

OnCue – Rent Money

[Verse 1]
Man, fuck depression
Yeah, I said fuck depression
After that, started finnessin’
Smoking, drinking, keep the stressin’ away, away
All my sessions like confession
Hardly ever learned my lesson
But I always keep reppin’ my state, my state
Nothing else to lose, nothing else to prove
Lost it all, got it back, bout to do this all again
Ay, you should see this view, how they switch they tone?
Me and her, haven’t talked but fuck it imma hit her friend like who know?
I deserve this shit I’m real as shit until the mood blown
Yeah you heard the kid, I work the biz til pockets sumo
I been schemin’, I been plottin’, yeah I’m next, I’m too close
I like drinking, why you pour that bourbon for me too slow
Let’s be honest, I’m like Hov and Death Cab in a blender
Mixed a lil Yeezy, I should [?]
Got the hoes tweakin’ like that one guy that’s in Panda
I been drunk all weekend, damn I been on a bender

[Hook]
Oh not this again, I been on 10
Shit don’t make sense, how I’m blowing through this rent I said
Oh not this again, getting hella bent
Got whiskey on my shirt, and my landlord, he a jerk
There go my rent money, ya ya ya, ay
There go my rent money, bye, bye, bye, bitch
There go my rent money, ya ya ya, ay
There go my rent money, fuck my life

[Verse 2]
I think they know my name, and I never changed, no
This been in my veins, been engraved in my bones, hey
I don’t win no change, don’t play games with the hoes, no
In the studio, late night to get the dough, yeah
My bourbon, I mixed up, helps clear the picture
Pour me a river, I don’t need my liver
My momma in a home now, I don’t got a home now
I just got a throne now, your boy up in the zone now
I been hitting notes and taking tokes since I was 6 years old
Lost control of sleeping, will I learn to let them demons go?
Since I [?] these hoes [?] bagging hoes is like a finger roll
Your name Captain [?], I don’t put shit on pedestals, damn
I just made a plan, all I did was stick to it, man
She a fan of 3AM, she want my dick to it
Got me reminiscing, all them days you wouldn’t listen
Dissing, shitting on me, now you get the vision so you kissing on me yeah

[Hook]
Oh not this again, I been on 10
Shit don’t make sense, how I’m blowing through this rent I said
Oh not this again, getting hella bent
Got whiskey on my shirt, and my landlord, he a jerk
There go my rent money, ya ya ya, ay
There go my rent money, bye, bye, bye, bitch
There go my rent money, ya ya ya, ay
There go my rent money, fuck my life

The Forum – Car lyrics

Any other night I would want to be here
But the weather isn’t right
The air’s not clear
Would I be wrong to say a prayer
And watch my voice disappear into evening air?

I’m trying to catch a break and catch my breath behind the wheel
A moment of escape because the stress has gotten real
And now I’m thrown in gear
Headlights show the avenue
The path is clear and it’s quite a view

If there were wings where my shoulders are
I would close my eyes and fly so far
But right now I need to get away
I’ll get into my car
I’ll get into my car

Speed like jet planes hovering above the street
All my shit in a bag in the passenger seat
Move it to the back and leave it there
Here in this death cab, I’m screaming Death Cab
On Narrow Stairs

If there were wings where my shoulders are
I would close my eyes and fly so far
But right now I need to get away
I’ll get into my car
I’ll get into my car

If there were wings where my shoulders are
I would close my eyes and fly so far
But right now I need to get away
I’ll get into my car