Princeton by Markeise Lyrics
Heading home on highway 3 when smoke barrelled out and the tranny dropped
Poured a drink just to comprehend I got into this mess I’m in
Why not?
Then cops pulled up to the spot
Oh shit I got the wine in the back
The 5-0 never checked to see if the bottle was already cracked
Called a tow to come pick me up and I sat with the pooch in the equinox
Poured another ‘cause I couldn’t bare to accept I was absolutely lost
In the ace motel lot
Roamеd the town
Running from thoughts
I can’t believе I’m stranded and I’m left feeling so distraught
Found a game of hockey on television to pick me up
Flames and the Blackhawks
The worst night that’s what’s up
Was it worth it all to get caught?
Pull me close when I’m not
Far from Hope and now it seems like I’m stuck in this spot
Trouble with the thoughts in my head
Over this so ready for bed
How unfortunate it is to be stranded in Princeton
They say this is a place where rivers and friends meet
Forget that this is a wasteland filled with ghosts of past tragedies
Dark and deep like the depths of the pacific sea
Enough time has been spent with far too little having been reached
Let me paint the picture
Woke up feeling slightly dimmer
Could it have been the cider or the way that I felt endangered?
Thank you mother nature
Got lost and I scaled a mountain
Where the hell’s my patience?
Did I leave it back at the station?
Suddenly a stranger
A guy by the name of Richard
Said he’s going through there and I sighed now that it was over
I know the trip did pain her
Frozen cold in November
Although I got us through it
Guilt equals dead tulips
I’ve never felt so useless
Almost 2 hours from where we rest and so secluded
This is undisputedly a diluted town
Gruesome, futile and now I must elute it
I know what it’s like on the worst day of your life
How a situation can push you backwards
If you found a way to turn it around and learn a lesson then props to you for persevering
They say this is a place where rivers and friends meet
Forget that this is a wasteland filled with ghosts of past tragedies
Dark and deep like the depths of the pacific sea
Enough time has been spent with far too little having been reached
Poured a drink just to comprehend I got into this mess I’m in
Why not?
Then cops pulled up to the spot
Oh shit I got the wine in the back
The 5-0 never checked to see if the bottle was already cracked
Called a tow to come pick me up and I sat with the pooch in the equinox
Poured another ‘cause I couldn’t bare to accept I was absolutely lost
In the ace motel lot
Roamеd the town
Running from thoughts
I can’t believе I’m stranded and I’m left feeling so distraught
Found a game of hockey on television to pick me up
Flames and the Blackhawks
The worst night that’s what’s up
Was it worth it all to get caught?
Pull me close when I’m not
Far from Hope and now it seems like I’m stuck in this spot
Trouble with the thoughts in my head
Over this so ready for bed
How unfortunate it is to be stranded in Princeton
They say this is a place where rivers and friends meet
Forget that this is a wasteland filled with ghosts of past tragedies
Dark and deep like the depths of the pacific sea
Enough time has been spent with far too little having been reached
Let me paint the picture
Woke up feeling slightly dimmer
Could it have been the cider or the way that I felt endangered?
Thank you mother nature
Got lost and I scaled a mountain
Where the hell’s my patience?
Did I leave it back at the station?
Suddenly a stranger
A guy by the name of Richard
Said he’s going through there and I sighed now that it was over
I know the trip did pain her
Frozen cold in November
Although I got us through it
Guilt equals dead tulips
I’ve never felt so useless
Almost 2 hours from where we rest and so secluded
This is undisputedly a diluted town
Gruesome, futile and now I must elute it
I know what it’s like on the worst day of your life
How a situation can push you backwards
If you found a way to turn it around and learn a lesson then props to you for persevering
They say this is a place where rivers and friends meet
Forget that this is a wasteland filled with ghosts of past tragedies
Dark and deep like the depths of the pacific sea
Enough time has been spent with far too little having been reached