Camp Kill Yourself Shippensburg Lyrics

Shippensburg Lyrics

You know what makes me happy

The things that make you sad

The feel
that I controls absorbed by the radio jag

I found my indecision

The
product of the media grime

The feel that I control have you press
rewind



And now I'm on the wings

Hoping that you'll hear

Don't bother to respond

You love to hear me again

And when the
sun beams down all of your lies

Close, close, yeah close the light



The sky's all grey in the barracks I know I'm a lousy hero

The
classic act of feeling is that of a memory



And you are peering
down through parascopic eyes

Close, close, yeah close (conscience)



I try to hide the fact that I'm afraid

We'll drive the band to
Shippensburg and hope that we get played



And in the end of a
season the voices turn it all off

The things that were so meaningless
'til the next one comes along



I try to hide the fact that I'm
afraid

We'll drive the band to Shippensberg and hope that we get played