I have an irrational fear every time I drive through the Altamont Pass

That the windmill blades will detach and crush me to death

For every midnight drive you swear it means we’re almost home

I wonder if it counts from a car wreck

Honestly I’d rather just stay in bed forever

But if you really need me I guess I’ll head downtown

Maybe we can start a fight and get ourselves kicked out for good Maybe we can pass out on your couch

I hate how when I go anywhere I always panic about the last time I was there

This anxiety déjà vu is such a pain

It’s like no matter what I do I still have nightmares about high school

And I’m still a fucking freak who cries when it rains

Lucie called me yesterday and said she’s doing better

I didn’t have the heart to tell her I’ve been getting worse

We keep on making promises we'll see each other soon

But lately I don’t know if we mean by Amtrak or by hearse

Because I think I’m falling behind

I think I’m losing my mind

I just want to make it out alive

I think I’m falling behind

I think I’m losing my mind

I just want to make it out alive

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