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Patternist – Summer Reading List lyrics
[Verse 1]
I prefer my time spent in my head
Summer Reading List in my bed
So how did I end up back here instead?
Hiding where it’s hard to find a friend
This kid I barely knew got drunk last night
Drove his car off interstate lines
Vigil at the school by candlelight
I thought I could duck out without a sight
[Chorus]
And is it my fault I can’t relate
To anyone in this town
And I’m such a prick to all my friends
That they never stick around?
I don’t know what I’m doing
I don’t know what I’m doing here
Don’t know what I’m doing
I don’t know what I’m doing here
[Verse 2]
Everybody leaves to get fucked up
Thinking I could use the same
We caravan to Michael’s parents’ place
It’s starting to feel like a bad cliché
“Bring your little brother!”
Someone says
I think he’s gonna kill my vibe
And now I listen while he makes new friends
And I’m on the outside
[Chorus]
But it’s all my fault I feel alone
As I wander in and out
Of discussions with people I don’t mind
But couldn’t care less about
I don’t know what I’m doing
I don’t know what I’m doing here
Don’t know what I’m doing
I don’t know what I’m doing here
I prefer my time spent in my head
Summer Reading List in my bed
I prefer my time spent in my head
Summer Reading List in my bed
So how did I end up back here instead?
Hiding where it’s hard to find a friend
This kid I barely knew got drunk last night
Drove his car off interstate lines
Vigil at the school by candlelight
I thought I could duck out without a sight
[Chorus]
And is it my fault I can’t relate
To anyone in this town
And I’m such a prick to all my friends
That they never stick around?
I don’t know what I’m doing
I don’t know what I’m doing here
Don’t know what I’m doing
I don’t know what I’m doing here
[Verse 2]
Everybody leaves to get fucked up
Thinking I could use the same
We caravan to Michael’s parents’ place
It’s starting to feel like a bad cliché
“Bring your little brother!”
Someone says
I think he’s gonna kill my vibe
And now I listen while he makes new friends
And I’m on the outside
[Chorus]
But it’s all my fault I feel alone
As I wander in and out
Of discussions with people I don’t mind
But couldn’t care less about
I don’t know what I’m doing
I don’t know what I’m doing here
Don’t know what I’m doing
I don’t know what I’m doing here
I prefer my time spent in my head
Summer Reading List in my bed
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