I left my heart in a paper bag
On your front porch
Oh so sad
You lit a fire and you stomped it out,
Sent me into a world of doubt
I don't think I can hang
I don't think I can take pain
No sense in waiting for it
No life, no sense of catharsis
I feel that i could use a pick me up
But instead I'm going down
I left my heart in a paper bag On your front porch
(Oh so sad)
You lit a fire and you stomped it out, sent me into a world of doubt
I don't think I can hang
I don't think I can take pain
No sense in waiting for it
No life, no sense of catharsis
I feel that i could use a pick me up
But instead I'm going down
I drove by your house last night
Just to see if you were still alive
i don't think I can hang
I don't think I can take pain
No sense in waiting for it
No life, no sense of catharsis
I feel that i could use a pick me up
But instead I'm going down
No sense in waiting for it
No life, no sense of catharsis
I feel that i could use a pick me up
But instead I'm going...
Specializing in bright, sunny "bedroom rock español," this Brooklyn singer-songwriter puts a unique spin on lo-fi music. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 18, 2024
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