Automatic

Duration

3:04

Genres

Folk

Lyrics

all the ways i've destroyed myself wipe a layer of dust off a shelf it's what's gotten me this far going along for a ride in your car all the ways of making repairs using the spare parts i've found keep me rolling along under a bourbon cloud not commonly mistaken as somebody someone else knows just commonly broken down at the side of a nameless road and commonly taken as somebody someone else will see you remind me of why i keep wearing these clothes with the holes i got sneakers with holes in them too i guess i'm afraid of a life that's dressed up like you in a car with everything automatic and talking to you where everyone is automatically dressed up like you and everything is automatic and polished and plastic everyone is automatic what we feel think and do is automatic