but i used to talk to my mother about how i just couldn't wait to get old

when you wash your hair | matt maltese

Downers Grove (Explained)

star tripping

Verse 1
I watched Pulp Fiction nine times in the dollar theater
Seats were cracked vinyl, the floor stuck like a heater
We mouthed the lines under flickering lights
The soundtrack played, it carried through the nights

Pre-Chorus
Everything blurred, the air was alive
The world felt crooked, but we survived

Verse 2
The 90s were humming, wired but blind
We had the internet, we just didn’t know where to find
Cell phones came with the leather and steel
The soundtrack played, it made the night feel real

Pre-Chorus
Everything blurred, the air was alive
The world felt crooked, but we survived

Chorus
I can’t tell if it mattered at all
We stayed up late, waiting for the call
The soundtrack played, it sharpened the sky
Tarantino bled into the rest of our lives
That movie bled into the rest of our lives
Verse 3
Rich folks drank Dewar’s in tailored clothes
We smoked outside, let the ash fall slow
Payphones humming like ghosts in the rain
The soundtrack played, it carried our shame

Pre-Chorus
Years keep folding, I don’t even try
The film keeps running, I just watch it rewind

Chorus
I can’t tell if it mattered at all
We stayed up late, waiting for the call
The soundtrack played, it sharpened the sky
Tarantino bled into the rest of our lives
That movie bled into the rest of our lives

Verse 4
I watched Pulp Fiction nine times in the dollar theater
Seats were cracked vinyl, the floor stuck like a heater
We mouthed the lines under flickering lights
The soundtrack played, it carried through the nights

Pre-Chorus
Everything blurred, the air was alive
The world felt crooked, but we survived

Chorus
I can’t tell if it mattered at all
We stayed up late, waiting for the call
The soundtrack played, it sharpened the sky
Tarantino bled into the rest of our lives
That movie bled into the rest of our lives


I Watched Pulp Fiction Nine Times In The Dollar Theater

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Produced and mixed by Bruno Major and Phairo
Written by Bruno Major and Phairo
Artwork by Robert Shuttleworth
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