Normal, IL by Camp Trash

In your room, the color on the tv
Fades to grey, Farley in the rear view
Nothing means as much as needing to
Make sure, daddy’s wealth stays relevant

Tell me who taught you love?
Must have gone out of business long ago
Tell me who taught you love?
must have fallen asleep at the wheel

Why did you tell me to talk?
They never asked it to mean something intentional, well.
How did you want this to be?
Cause Ill burn down the house just to know how it feels

What did you mean when you told me we had to keep, to the party line,
baby we’ll do just fine
Oh what a waste to see another darling on his last shot
Forgot to call the pocket again
But, forgot to call the pocket again

Watching the cars go out, circle back on the horizon
My shooting stars, all collect dust
the pattern of love and rust and lust
Watching the cars go out, circle back on the horizon

• Alternative
• emo
• indie rock
• pop rock
• Florida