Coast Cruiser from Holyland USA by Gleemer

It all looks better now.
Maybe we won’t have to pay for it.
Maybe we could put off doctors.

Your sister’s crying now.
Maybe you should tell your mother,
but she’s making out with her boyfriend under
your soft eye.

Your ears they’re digging you a hole.

It’s not alright
to see your father
tearing up the house with all your favorite pictures,
the walls that broke your heart and fixed you
cold cold cold cold like the motor we bought you.

So drive that thing away
from your father
you’re tearing up the coast
the road will bend your shape
you’re leaving now a bloody trail
that clings hard hard hard hard to the side of your body
hard hard hard hard like the day that you met her

So parking lot it is,
cuz we’re getting kinda sick of bitches,
and my friends don’t really know I’m out here under
your soft eye.

• Alternative
• Rock
• Shoegaze
• downer
• Colorado