Best Years Lyrics – Tartan
Singer: Tartan
Title: Best Years
Where am I going?
How did I end up here?
Where is she going?
I gave that c#nt my best years
Meet me by the station, rollie on my lips
Levi’s denim on my hips
Marks up on my skin, I feel cursed
Marks up on my skin, marks up on my skin
Smoke my youth away 〈.?.〉
Drunk and high on opiates, I feel like my dad
Open Pandora’s box, she stab me in the back
You don’t know me like that, please don’t call me Jack
You can call me spastic, drank got me retarded
I can’t even get out of bed, I’m too lethargic
I can’t even get out my head
I know that I’m better off dead
Where am I going?
How did I end up here?
Where is she going?
I gave that c#nt my best years
Meet me by the station, rollie on my lips
Levi’s denim on my hips
Marks up on my skin, I feel cursed
Marks up on my skin, marks up on my skin
20k in debt, that degree ain’t worth the paper it was printed on
Every b#tch I had, they done left cause I’m a f#ckin’ 〈.?.〉
Every wish I had 〈.?.〉
If music doesn’t work out, I’ll drop a toaster in my bath
Askin’ neighbours for a fag, they think I’m a f#ckin’ scab
I am so morose, so stuck inside the past
Anything that works out for me, it didn’t last
It didn’t last, no
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