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Lyrics:
I’m on the run from Maryland. My Mazda full of skeletons.
And I’ll find a place we’ll all move in. Give it a year. Do it again.
Did I catch you at a bad time?
There’s a blood moon out and not a cloud in sight. But you said you weren’t feeling right.
And not much more.

Whisper a question then make me ask it. You can be the case and I’ll be the basket. Five speed thoughts but talking’s automatic. You need a chaperone.
I need a casket.

You know I always love a ride in a hearse. I’ll sit in shotgun if I don’t die first. Yeah everytime I try to talk to you. I get like this I get the graveyard blues.

I stop believing in the friend zone.
I know some things about you that your closest friends don’t. Love to meet your parents but I’d hate to go to Frezno.
Looks like you’re still going. I’m going to be a no-show.

Whisper a question then make me ask it. You can be the case and I’ll be the basket. Five speed thoughts but talking’s automatic. You need a chaperone.
I need a casket.

You know I always love a ride in a hearse. I’ll sit in shotgun if I don’t die first. Yeah everytime I try to talk to you. I get like this I get the graveyard blues.

Whisper a question then make me ask it. You can be the case and I’ll be the basket. Five speed thoughts but talking’s automatic. You need a chaperone.
I need a casket.