Letra de Camouflage
(How did I get here?)
We are smoke, living on your parents' property
We are smoke, living on your parents' property
It's a joke, so we don't take it seriously
Fight's not worth the drama
Sounds like something that you said
Only bad examples left
All the good ones dead
And to think I was having a mental breakdown
The same time you were painting your walls
Bound by love, born to obey
When I'm away I think of kissing you every day
Sour but I think I like it
Fruit from the profane communion
Who knew I would even try it?
Now I wear camouflage to blend in
I wear camouflage to blend in
I wear camouflage to blend in
(I don't know where I am)
I don't know where I am
(How did I get here?)
I probably look like a psycho
They're probably calling the cops on me right now
In a universe parallel
And you could tell I was having a nervous breakdown
The same time you were making that call
Bound by love, born to obey
When I'm away I think of kissing you every day
Sour but I think I like it
Fruit from the profane communion
Who knew I would even try it?
Now I wear camouflage to blend in
I wear camouflage to blend in
I wear camouflage to blend in
I gotta make a commitment
And it's stressing me out
One I'm gonna have to live with
'Til I'm under the ground
And I will save it for my deathbed
Like I'm reading a vow
Or a police report
Feels like a poem somehow
'Cause all the the time I talk about vacation
Like it's all we got in common
Just let me take you on vacation
Just like I promised
I mean obviously I'm distant
I'm a thousand miles away
Obviously it's tense
There's nothing else to say
I am so loosely connected
In a couple different ways
And I might not act like it
But I think I love the taste
Louder but I think I like it
Fruit from the profane communion
Who knew I would even try it?
Now I wear camouflage to blend in
I wear camouflage to blend in
I wear camouflage to blend in
I wear camouflage to blend in
I wear camouflage to blend in
Now I wear camouflage to blend in
I wear camouflage to blend in
I wear camouflage to blend in
I wear camouflage to blend in
It was hard to tell
What it meant and how it felt
Fight's not worth the drama
Sounds like something that you said
Only bad examples left
All the good ones dead
And to think I was having a mental breakdown
The same time you were painting your walls
Bound by love, born to obey
When I'm away I think of kissing you every day
Sour but I think I like it
Fruit from the profane communion
Who knew I would even try it?
Now I wear camouflage to blend in
I wear camouflage to blend in
I wear camouflage to blend in
(I don't know where I am)
I don't know where I am
(How did I get here?)
I probably look like a psycho
They're probably calling the cops on me right now
In a universe parallel
And you could tell I was having a nervous breakdown
The same time you were making that call
Bound by love, born to obey
When I'm away I think of kissing you every day
Sour but I think I like it
Fruit from the profane communion
Who knew I would even try it?
Now I wear camouflage to blend in
I wear camouflage to blend in
I wear camouflage to blend in
I gotta make a commitment
And it's stressing me out
One I'm gonna have to live with
'Til I'm under the ground
And I will save it for my deathbed
Like I'm reading a vow
Or a police report
Feels like a poem somehow
'Cause all the the time I talk about vacation
Like it's all we got in common
Just let me take you on vacation
Just like I promised
I mean obviously I'm distant
I'm a thousand miles away
Obviously it's tense
There's nothing else to say
I am so loosely connected
In a couple different ways
And I might not act like it
But I think I love the taste
Louder but I think I like it
Fruit from the profane communion
Who knew I would even try it?
Now I wear camouflage to blend in
I wear camouflage to blend in
I wear camouflage to blend in
I wear camouflage to blend in
I wear camouflage to blend in
Now I wear camouflage to blend in
I wear camouflage to blend in
I wear camouflage to blend in
I wear camouflage to blend in
It was hard to tell
What it meant and how it felt