Dashboard

By Brevanti

Released on August 28, 2023

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[Intro: Deep October]

Summer day, miss the summer day

Summer day, miss the summer day

(Brevanti)


[Verse 1: Deep October]

If my words have no meaning

Why the fuck do we speak to each other every evening?

Just to fuck when we link?

If I wake up and I'm dreaming, it'd be such a relief

I don't hate us but it seemin' that the trust is in pieces

You tell me you hate me but I struggle to believe it


[Verse 2: Deep October]

With the intro slow, spend the midnight sun together

I don't miss that ho but shе's in my soul forever

And her friеnds don't know what happened to us together

I might miss that ho but it's fuck that bitch forever, oh

Everything was perfect at the time, which

One of us is hurting when you cry? It's

Only gonna worsen if you lie, I'm

Still out here searchin' for a new high, just

Put all of your burdens on my dashboard, baby

Isn't you gettin' hurt what you asked for lately?

Please come back to Earth, I need to ask for favors

I can't get there first, I might just fast forward later


[Bridge: Deep October]

Can you know the pain I keep tucked away?

My lungs inflate, I suffocate in the summer day

Miss the summer day, summer day, miss the summer days


[Verse 3: Sewerperson]

Brake lights amplify through thick mist

On the last good night of fall before I dip

All this rain collects in pools on these bags

While these femur bumps poke out of its left

Then the door shoots back by way of this flesh

As I packed the slims inside his caved chest

Ought to save me room for the tools of its death

In the carpool lane on route to its rest

Acid wash bumps protrude from tire tread [?]

I left two inside so I feel less alone

On these late-night drives, I've come begrudged, I know

I feed myself these lies in hopes it greets my soul

Don't matter the week, month, year, I'll be starved for it

Anything that hits my ears just turns to firewood

And I burn it up, yeah, then I let it out, yeah

And all the proof of me, huh, is purely word of mouth


[Instrumental Outro]