Similar Experiences by Galactic Hole Lyrics
I told you things I thought I wouldn’t have told anyone
Missing you the minute I left but now today’s done
Say “fuck it” to everything and just live on the run
Hiding in a void of sleepless nights and fun
What if you forget about this?
What about the small things only I will miss?
Don’t forget our very first kiss
I hope you look back at me and reminisce
I don’t have a drug problem because I don’t have close friends
Or maybe they’re the closest I could have
I wouldn’t even want to party with them, well, it depends
I can’t make that choice anymore once this year ends
Oh my god, what’s wrong with me?
My voice drenched in reverb like I’m Lil Peep
Chill it out, make it freeze
Run this is slow motion like it’s Bruce Lee
What’s gonna happen? How would you know?
Just don’t want the conductor to decrescendo
You’re a real bitch! Why don’t you go home?
But I have no choice so on with the show
What if I forget about this?
What about all the things neither one will miss?
I might forget our very first kiss
But something’ll remind me and then I’ll reminisce
How are you?
I’m alright
Don’t fake it
You’re losing this fight
I’m over the influence, I make my own trip
Riding the stuff that I like I make it bump in the whip
I don’t care if you don’t get it, if you don’t have a grip
In the scale of everything I’m just a minor blip
You will find the two of us connected at the lip
If you tell us you know any better your life got double-dipped
Missing you the minute I left but now today’s done
Say “fuck it” to everything and just live on the run
Hiding in a void of sleepless nights and fun
What if you forget about this?
What about the small things only I will miss?
Don’t forget our very first kiss
I hope you look back at me and reminisce
I don’t have a drug problem because I don’t have close friends
Or maybe they’re the closest I could have
I wouldn’t even want to party with them, well, it depends
I can’t make that choice anymore once this year ends
Oh my god, what’s wrong with me?
My voice drenched in reverb like I’m Lil Peep
Chill it out, make it freeze
Run this is slow motion like it’s Bruce Lee
What’s gonna happen? How would you know?
Just don’t want the conductor to decrescendo
You’re a real bitch! Why don’t you go home?
But I have no choice so on with the show
What if I forget about this?
What about all the things neither one will miss?
I might forget our very first kiss
But something’ll remind me and then I’ll reminisce
How are you?
I’m alright
Don’t fake it
You’re losing this fight
I’m over the influence, I make my own trip
Riding the stuff that I like I make it bump in the whip
I don’t care if you don’t get it, if you don’t have a grip
In the scale of everything I’m just a minor blip
You will find the two of us connected at the lip
If you tell us you know any better your life got double-dipped