Indiana from Roundabouts by Louvena the Scout
Tracklist
| 5. | Indiana | 3:50 |
Lyrics
indiana, you’ve been playing tricks on me
what’s a girl gotta do for some fuckin peace?
i thought the open fields could replace the beach
maybe the (bitch/beach) was always in me
hospitality, more like a hot spit joke
these kids wouldn’t know decency if it sat within their throats
they learned from rural living that it’s nice to be alone
and meanwhile i’m so lonely that tell the dial tone
about my day
another day where the wind turned my cheeks to crimson drought
and i searched through real estate down south
and i spilled vats of liquor into my mouth
how do i stop the doubt from creeping in?
how can i love indiana again?
sanity, i guess you’re put up to the test
pacing in a livingroom for months in the midwest
I walk in fields of snow and spell out SOS
how much more clear could i get?
indiana, dear, your motives are askew
trynna make me hate myself when i came here to improve
you’re handing men to me i can’t seem to refuse
but they’re all slips and i can’t wait to get out of you
another day where the wind turned my cheeks to crimson drought
and i searched through real estate down south
and i spilled vats of liquor into my mouth
how do i stop the doubt from creeping in?
how can i love indiana again?
indiana, i remember when i drove
into you at sunset and you made yourself my home
the winter winds arrived and i wore thicker clothes
but cursed you out because i was still cold
indiana, thought you’d played your tricks on me
but i’ve the realization that it’s probably just me.
