Dumb Stuff from Eraser by Bedtime Khal

Oak tree, standing higher than the Moon
That’s where I want to be

Stuck in your head always worried if you’ll make it
You say being patient is the worst,
and you just can’t take it
Where’s the big break you’ve been chasing
you’ve become so jaded

I don’t care if you ever listen again
I loved you until I didn’t
I never wanna feel this ungrateful again
I want a tattoo of an SM57
Cause I like setting up mics in my studio
By “studio” I mean an unfinished basement
Where we can be as loud as we wanna be

I went back again
I was only sixteen then
Thought I was spread so thin
What an angry place
Traffic lights, in my town do they ever change

At the touch-line I‘ll be waiting
With your jersey draped over my skin
And my face is painted in your team colors
Can I see you when this is over?
I really like you
But I will never let you in

• Alternative
• indie
• lo-fi
• post-punk
• Detroit