Hippo Campus - Kentucky Lyrics




It's so goddamn reverent
Everything's purpose is fickle and meant
It's so goddamn hard to forget
Here we go Kentucky, you're leaving me again

Shame, it's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame
Southern skies leaving on the heels of a train
Here we go Kentucky, your wide eyes roll me down
Feeling pretty lucky, you're keeping me around

Picking lipstick flakes off of my shirt
Licked up bone bags left in the dirt
Sweet tea drinkers, farmed for the worst
Singing like a kick drum, blessed with the curse
Singing like a kick drum, blessed with the curse
Singing like a kick drum, blessed with the curse
Singing like a kick drum, blessed with the curse
Singing like a kick drum, blessed with the curse

It's not as strange as it seems
We're just walking, pacing the scenes
Aptitude high, you know it so well
Faking drowning, going to hell
I'm so goddamn tired (I'm so goddamn tired)
I'm so goddamn tired (I'm so goddamn tired)
I'm so goddamn tired (I'm so goddamn tired)
I'm so goddamn tired (I'm so goddamn tired)
Shame, it's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame
Shame, it's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame





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  1. Vinz Obnimaga

    I feel high now

  2. theanotherrandomguy

    absolute banger!

  3. Kyrah Cardwell

    [Verse 1: Whistler & Jake]
    It's so goddamn reverent
    Everything's purpose is fickle to me
    It's so goddamn hard to forget
    Here we go Kentucky, you're leaving me again

    [Verse 2: Whistler]
    Shame, it's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame
    Southern skies leaving on the hills of a train
    Here we go Kentucky, your wide eyes roll me down
    Feeling pretty lucky you're keeping me around

    [Verse 3: Whistler, with Jake]
    Picking lipstick flakes off of my shirt
    Licked up bone bags left in the dirt
    Sweet tea drinkers, farm for the worst
    Singing like a kick drum, blessed with the curse
    Singing like a kick drum, blessed with the curse
    Singing like a kick drum, blessed with the curse
    Singing like a kick drum, blessed with the curse
    Singing like a kick drum, blessed with the curse

    [Verse 4: Jake, (Nathan) & Whistler]
    It's not as strange as it seems
    We're just walking, a pace the seams
    Aptitude high, you know it so well
    Faking drowning, going to hell
    I'm so goddamn tired (I'm so goddamn tired)
    I'm so goddamn tired (I'm so goddamn tired)
    I'm so goddamn tired (I'm so goddamn tired)
    I'm so goddamn tired (I'm so goddamn tired)
    Shame, it's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame
    Shame, it's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame


    [Outro]
    Here we go, Kentucky
    Feeling pretty lucky