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Carpool - Open Container Blues (feat. Briana Wright of CLIFFDIVER) (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Carpool
Carpool
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carpool
Carpool
Composer
Chris Colasanto
Chris Colasanto
Composer
Tommy Eckerson
Tommy Eckerson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jay Zubricky
Jay Zubricky
Producer

Lyrics

Walkin' in circles, got me talkin' in patterns
Tryin' to make sense of things that don't matter
Falling asleep during sex in the morning
Shoes on in bed, do you still think that I'm boring?
I bet you do
Fuck it, I do too
When there's no use in your ubiquitous points of view
That's just the way it goes
I've got the shittiest luck
Something I've always known
Everything I'm chasing is a dollar away
(Tell me what you wanted me to say)
Could we talk it over 'cause I think that you might stay?
(Would it even matter anyway?)
Heaven doesn't really seem like our kind of place
(Tell me what you needed me to do)
Tie me up with chains and expose my shame, but it stays the same
(We both know that I'll always come through)
Can you hear me thinkin' about you now?
Louder than the rats inside your house
When it's all I seem to do
I've got these open container blues
You got me drinkin' just to forget you
You're talkin' in circles, like you deserve better
It's the bed that you made, not a change in the weather
You think that you're slick, but your delusion's alarming
That dream is long dead, do you still think you're in mourning?
I'll bet you do
Just something to abuse
And there's no use in believing for better when I believed in you
That's just the way it goes
I've got the shittiest luck
Something I've always known
Everything I'm chasing is a dollar away
(Tell me what you wanted me to say)
Could we talk it over 'cause I think that you might stay?
(Would it even matter anyway?)
Heaven doesn't really seem like our kind of place
(Tell me what you needed me to do)
Tie me up with chains and expose my shame, but it stays the same
(We both know that I'll always come through)
Can you hear me thinkin' about you now?
Louder than the rats inside your house
When it's all I seem to do
I've got these open container blues
You got me drinking just to forget you
Everything I'm chasing is a dollar away
(Tell me what you wanted me to say)
Could we talk it over 'cause I think that you might stay?
(Would it even matter anyway?)
Heaven doesn't really seem like our kind of place
(Tell me what you needed me to do)
Tie me up with chains and expose my shame, but it stays the same
(We both know that I'll always come through)
Can you hear me thinkin' about you now?
Louder than the rats inside your house
When it's all I seem to do
I've got these open container blues
You got me drinking just to forget you
Written by: Carpool, Chris Colasanto, Tommy Eckerson
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