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Cassie Youngstrom & Steve Zimmer
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Ed Allison
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Pleasant Accidents
A Few Good Records
Something Missing
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Skitchin’ and Friends
Landon Defever
Pheller
Future Teens
Neil Hilborn
Emotional Transporter
Car Crash Rhetoric
Drive, Kid
Pancho Villa’s Skull
Nude Shoes
Holy Kerouac
The Weak Days
Bonding!
Caving
Goldflame & Tommy Harte
My airbag light's been on for weeks
And I keep having dreams
Where I go through the windshield but I don't fix it
Patsy Cline came and sang to me
She told everybody
How she knew she would die soon before she did
I hear her cry on "Faded Love"
The air in August here's heavy with salt and smoke and stings my lungs
My airbag light's been on for weeks
And I can feel it mock me
It's bittersweet like laughter through crooked teeth
I want to move so far from everything
That they could hear my heart beat
And then break as I lay dying in the street
They'll think the ice cracked at the lake
They'll think a tire blew out and a car crashed on the interstate
[Chorus]
It's hard to watch you walk away
These aren't the vultures that were circling just yesterday
It's hard to watch you walk away
(It's hard to watch you walk away)
Picking at bones, at what's left of your misery
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
So when my vocal chords rip
So when my knees give in
So when I bury all of this
Who's gonna give a shit
If I'm breathing?
[Chorus]
It's hard to watch you walk away
These aren't vultures that were circling just yesterday
It's hard to watch you walk away
(It's hard to watch you walk away)
Picking at bones, at what's left of your misery
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
My airbag light's been on for weeks
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
My airbag light's been on for weeks
A Song For Patsy Cline was written by Dan Campbell.