American Blues歌词

作词 : Benji Cormack
作曲 : Varju
I only smoke
American blues
Like my father
They’re spirits I talk to
And all my friends
Are giving up booze
And having babies
While I’m drunk in the afternoon

Grandma can’t
Remember her plans
She’s having trouble
Sleeping again
When she nods off
She prays in her sleep
But with her memory
She won’t know what it means

Suited for the worst of it
Yet does that cause me to miss
How they love
How they fall apart
How they hope
To look past their scars
Am I scared of all of it?

This ain’t the way
I grew up in my head
And growing older
Has no deliverance