Third Coast Dreaming Songtext
von Bass Drum of Death

All the birds seem to know my game
Child of the night but I′ve stayed the same
I'm in a trap working all for free
Fated you dissolve that remains to be seen

I wanna ride straight through the sun
Wax burn away don′t care 'bout what we've done
I watch it fade black and turn into the day
Because I′m third coast dreaming and I really believe it′s in my way

When did nighttime get so tame?
Got a bag of jumbos but it wasn't the same
Walkin′ towards the heat but I quickly forget
Cause I'm sitting in the hills and I′m soakin wet
And I know


I wanna ride straight through the sun
Wax burn away don't care ′bout what we've done
I watch it fade black and turn into the day
Because I'm third coast dreaming and I really believe it′s in my way

And I really believe it′s in my way
And I really believe it's in my way

I′m with my baby but I soon get left
Union pools always been a mean market
Everyone trashed, you don't have their cake
Ridin′ Ridin' round but it′s still fake

I wanna ride straight through the sun
Wax burn away don't care 'bout what we′ve done
I watch it fade black and turn into the day
Because I′m third coast dreaming and I really believe it's in my way

And I really believe it′s in my way