Blood // Water - grandson & Moby Rich

Grab your camping gear We're going on a trip to the South Shore We stop at Carter's Beach The ocean numbs our feet Cause it's too cold But we jump in anyways Oh Come on let's make some memories while we can Oh We'll tour the coast in a renovated van We walk through Lunenburg A kaleidoscopic town on the harbour And when the sky gets dark We look up at the starts and wonder How our lives are gonna change Ohh Come on let's make some memories while we can Ohh We'll tour the coast in a renovated van When I Close My Eyes Playing on the ride On the ride back home, I don't wanna go home Take a mental picture of this I don't wanna forget it I don't wanna go home, I don't want this trip to end Ohh Come on let's make some memories while we can Ohh We'll tour the coast in a renovated van

Cold dry wind blowing on your skin Frigid air and your messy hair I love this And I'll miss this Each step forward we leave behind The memories We made here Together Will you remember me When you leave Or will I just be someone you wrote a song with In September When the weather Was better than this Small white house But you're not around It's empty But not really There's a family there But I just don't care It's empty I'm empty Do you remember me In Sicily Or am I just somebody you wrote a song with In September Oh when I was Doing better than this Doing better Doing better Doing better than this Doing better Doing better Doing better than this Do you remember me In Sicily Oh I'm so glad I was the one you wrote that song with In September Oh I hope you're Doing better than this

Like a river falling for you I don't wanna come home Like a river falling for you I don't wanna come home Like a river falling for you I don't wanna come home Like a river falling for you I don't wanna come home Again Like a feather floating floating I don't wanna come down Like a feather floating floating I don't wanna come down Like a feather floating floating I don't wanna come down Like a feather floating floating I don't wanna come down Again Come down Come down I will never come down I will never come down Like a river falling for you I don't wanna come home Like a river falling for you I will never come home Like a feather floating floating I don't wanna come down Like a feather floating floating I will never come down Again

Tell me what I'm supposed to think When the bullets start to pour Lie about some greater good When you ship me off to war Thousand dead on either side Is there no one keeping score? I just wanna make it home When you ship me off to war We at war, we don't know what for They made up a reason behind closed doors At the end of the season, we leave Make an enemy bleed, hit the sеashore with the C4 We don't rеcord, we just reload If you need more, it's a cheat code with unlimited rounds When you hear the sound, start hitting the ground It's time to go make America proud But this ain't as fun as what they claim it be This ain't a video game, you see I shot the kid same age as me 'Cause he ain't from the same place as me And now the bloodstain stays with me I'm homesick and I miss my momma Can't sleep, I'm living with this trauma I wanna just believe the dogma But I can't take it much longer Tell me what I'm supposed to think When the bullets start to pour Lie about some greater good When you ship me off to war Thousand dead on either side Is there no one keeping score? I just wanna make it home When you ship me off to war When you ship me off to war Yeah Watch me spend these billions Bombing these civilians Making enemies out of children Am I the good guy? Am I the villain? I go back and forth, chameleon My partner next to me, he was twenty-three When he went out to check the scene Then he stepped on an IED, goddamn Teflon, got a bulletproof vest on But I still wanna hide and flee Something died inside when I wondered Why they caught him and not me This shit ain't always what it seem When they changing the regime Better wake me from this crazy dream Living in the war machine Tell me what I'm supposed to think When the bullets start to pour Lie about some greater good When you ship me off to war Thousand dead on either side Is there no one keeping score? I just wanna make it home When you ship me off to war Ship me off to war Ship me off to war Ship me off to war Ship me off to war Joined Uncle Sam as soon as I turned eighteen (Oh no, no, no) Try to wash my hands, never gonna get them clean (Oh no, no, no) Follow my command, do or die, ain't no in between (Oh no, no, no) Try to wash my hands, never gonna get them clean (PTSD, PTSD) I might, I might Fuck around and start World War III (Woo) Tell me what I'm supposed to think When the bullets start to pour Lie about some greater good When you ship me off to war Thousand dead on either side Is there no one keeping score? I just wanna make it home When you ship me off to war