Halsey - Hometown (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Halsey - Hometown (en) Lyrics
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So I'm playin' the drums, right? Okay
Davey died in the summertime
in a hot-boxed car
With a seatbelt 'round his neck
and a needle in his arm
We would smoke out in the parkin'
lot behind convenience shops
I bought a couple of grams of weed
off him, but so did all the cops
Back then, the kids from all the county,
we would walk out in the heat
'Long the train tracks with our paper
bags, and gravel in our feet
In our heads, we picked a husband
from the hundred men we knew
But I kissed a poster of a
pop star and checked my breasts
in casе they grew
Therе ain't a reason on this earth
I'd go back to my hometown
Somewhere in the clouds, Davey's
runnin' for a touchdown
The crowd appears and his mother cheers,
she's wavin' from the field
And he's evergreen at seventeen
for the last eleven years
Ooh-ooh, ah
You know, I never felt like anyone,
I was a paradoxal lie
I didn't think that I was special,
but I was too afraid to die
Like the others from my high school,
all those sad suburban ghosts
Trapped in a cross next to a highway,
while the rest of us get old
There ain't a reason on this earth
I'd go back to my hometown
The crowd appears and his mother cheers,
he's wavin' from the field
The American dream means
stayin' young forever
In a picture in a pamphlet, gettin'
yellow from the weather
And years will pass since science class
and I might forget your name
But when the crow's feet come,
the kingdom come, well, you'll
always look the same
The crowd appears and his mother cheers,
and he's wavin' from the field
He's evergreen at seventeen
for the last eleven years
Ooh-ooh, ah (Evergreen at seventeen)
Ooh-ooh-ooh (Evergreen at seventeen)
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