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Capital Soiree
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Riding shotgun
Thought we were going home
Blacked out windows
A driver that I don't know
And I'm gripping my seat with a weakening hand
Every turn's like a sucker punch straight to my head and I'm
Stuck here feeling
Like someone I hardly know
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Slow down I'm getting carsick
Too focused on the dark shit
Yeah it's hard to hope
It'll be fine when I know that it won't cause I
Can't seem to find the logic
Running circles, man I'm nauseous
Saying 'so it goes' over again till the curtains close
Growing tired
From holding my head up high
Swallowing lumps
Tryna keep my eyes dry
And I know I'm killing the buzz wish I stayed at home
Running from thoughts and scrolling my phone but I
I can't stop it
No matter how hard I try
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Slow down I'm getting carsick
Too focused on the dark shit
Yeah it's hard to hope
It'll be fine when I know that it won't cause I
Can't seem to find the logic
Running circles, man I'm nauseous
Saying 'so it goes' over again till the curtains close
Slowly I lose my grip
Sinking back into it
Inching towards the bottom now
I beg with my last breath, no
Slow down I'm getting carsick
Too focused on the dark shit
Yeah it's hard to hope
It'll be fine when I know that it won't cause I
Can't seem to find the logic
Running circles, man I'm nauseous
Saying 'so it goes' over again till the curtains close
Drown in cheap red wine
A martyr fighting time
A killer on my wrist
I beg for a plot twist
Searching for a sign
Losing to the tide
If this is all it is
The least you could do is
Slow down I'm getting carsick
Slow down I'm getting carsick
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