"Keanu Reeves" lyrics
"Keanu Reeves"
4 o'clock in the afternoon's no place to be
Sun mocks me in the sky
All I ask to do is sleep
But no one can hear me
It's too loud on this backstreet
Telephone wires drown me out
My ears are bleeding
And all that I
Is all that I
Is all that I am
Is locked in a drawer at home
Goddamn
Lost the key
Can't ever leave
I am
Going home to my bedroom
To pass the time alone
Inundation
Information's holding me down
Simulation
I'm on the run from Keanu now
But who cares if it's not real
Because I can still feel
And I hurt like a child with an unreconciled need
To carve out a smile on a face I revile
And all that I
Is all that I
Is all that I am
Is locked in a drawer at home
Goddamn
Lost the key
Can't ever leave
I am
Going home to my bedroom
To pass the time alone
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
(Alo-o-o-o-one)
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
(Alo-o-o-o-one)
And all that I
Is all that I
Is all that I am
Is locked in a drawer at home
Goddamn
Lost the key
Can't ever leave
I am
Going home to my bedroom
To pass the time alone
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
(Alo-o-o-o-one)
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
(Alo-o-o-o-one)
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
(Alo-o-o-o-one)
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
(Alo-o-o-o-one)
Writer(s): Brooke Dickson, Hunter Leigh Allen, Evan Schaid
- AZLyrics
- C
- Chase Petra Lyrics
EP:
"4 O'clock In The Afternoon" (2022)
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