Choke Songtext
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Choke Songtext
Just because you choked on it
It doesn′t mean that you have to go
I can receive SMS
And I just wanted you to know
I smoke a lot of cigarettes
But did that stop us from being friends?
Could've guessed you′d lie on it
But did we get there?
I hope we got there in the end
Yesterday we cruised on automatic
Tall grasses ready to roll, oh no
Where were you when it got all dramatic?
Hiding away in your hole
Oh pretty please don't cry on me
Because I don't think I got the strength
If I could have cried outside in the rain
But did we get there?
I know we got there in the end
Yesterday we cruised on automatic
Tall grasses ready to roll, oh no
Where were you when it got all dramatic?
Hiding away in your hole
Meet me on another Sunday
Pick another time that we cannot fight
Looking over your shoulder
Meet me on another Sunday
Stop another fight and no one is right
Now your feelings are gone
Just because you′re soaked in it
Does that mean that you have to go?
I smoke all of your cigarettes
But it meant nothing
It meant nothing in the end
Yesterday we cruised on automatic
Tall grasses ready to roll, oh no
Where were you when it got all dramatic?
Hiding away in your hole
Your hole, your hole
Na na na na na na na na na na
Your hole, your hole
Na na na na na na na na na na
It doesn′t mean that you have to go
I can receive SMS
And I just wanted you to know
I smoke a lot of cigarettes
But did that stop us from being friends?
Could've guessed you′d lie on it
But did we get there?
I hope we got there in the end
Yesterday we cruised on automatic
Tall grasses ready to roll, oh no
Where were you when it got all dramatic?
Hiding away in your hole
Oh pretty please don't cry on me
Because I don't think I got the strength
If I could have cried outside in the rain
But did we get there?
I know we got there in the end
Yesterday we cruised on automatic
Tall grasses ready to roll, oh no
Where were you when it got all dramatic?
Hiding away in your hole
Meet me on another Sunday
Pick another time that we cannot fight
Looking over your shoulder
Meet me on another Sunday
Stop another fight and no one is right
Now your feelings are gone
Just because you′re soaked in it
Does that mean that you have to go?
I smoke all of your cigarettes
But it meant nothing
It meant nothing in the end
Yesterday we cruised on automatic
Tall grasses ready to roll, oh no
Where were you when it got all dramatic?
Hiding away in your hole
Your hole, your hole
Na na na na na na na na na na
Your hole, your hole
Na na na na na na na na na na
Writer(s): Philip William Jamieson, Joe Benjamin Hansen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

