Back to Top

Identity Video (MV)






The Suitcase - Identity Lyrics
Official




Got my name from the white-sided crows
But my mind was up to the blowing wind
So I decide to turn back and go
And the one way I took was back to home
Hiding out from temptation
To stay and play and finish on the pavement
What a painful thing to finish on
So the one way I took was back to home
But I was far, so far, so far
From being back there, I needed a car
Hiding out my ideas and my scars
I just sat right up, next to the road
Well the car came, lucky man passing
Don't know why but he was there
Riding onto me as I was laying down
So I stood up, and than I told
And as you drive alone, you could take me by the way
I'm trying to go back home
Would you be here for me?
Would you take me by the way?
He told me "no, I've got other plans
Don't you know what's going on over there?"
Showing me where I was coming from
I knew that on this guy I couldn't count
I flew away and I flew again
Searching for more potential men
Crossing on the desert and the sand
And I saw a guy that was to come
The driving guy was a monster
He had a big face, dirty hair
And the muscle roasted
Square chin, nose: thin
And a little coke inside of it
Like a motherf*cking mobster
Asked him for help, he was like
"No, I don't have time for strangers, I gotta go"
Leaving me right there, sitting on my back
I had pity for myself and for this hippie on crack
And as you drive alone, you could take me by the way
I'm trying to go back home
Would you be here for me?
Would you take me by the way?
Feel like a pineapple on pizza
Ain't nobody there who's willing to taste my personality
Like a cockatoo I have plenty of them
But you don't wanna hear about that
So I try and try and try to get out
I feel trapped in this place like a dumb in a crowd
Lost away from home like a deaf in the fog
Take my brain, take my mind
Put a knife on my throat
Now damn those cars, I'll just sit 'round here and pray
For somebody who would care a bit about me
And about others' life today
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




Got my name from the white-sided crows
But my mind was up to the blowing wind
So I decide to turn back and go
And the one way I took was back to home
Hiding out from temptation
To stay and play and finish on the pavement
What a painful thing to finish on
So the one way I took was back to home
But I was far, so far, so far
From being back there, I needed a car
Hiding out my ideas and my scars
I just sat right up, next to the road
Well the car came, lucky man passing
Don't know why but he was there
Riding onto me as I was laying down
So I stood up, and than I told
And as you drive alone, you could take me by the way
I'm trying to go back home
Would you be here for me?
Would you take me by the way?
He told me "no, I've got other plans
Don't you know what's going on over there?"
Showing me where I was coming from
I knew that on this guy I couldn't count
I flew away and I flew again
Searching for more potential men
Crossing on the desert and the sand
And I saw a guy that was to come
The driving guy was a monster
He had a big face, dirty hair
And the muscle roasted
Square chin, nose: thin
And a little coke inside of it
Like a motherf*cking mobster
Asked him for help, he was like
"No, I don't have time for strangers, I gotta go"
Leaving me right there, sitting on my back
I had pity for myself and for this hippie on crack
And as you drive alone, you could take me by the way
I'm trying to go back home
Would you be here for me?
Would you take me by the way?
Feel like a pineapple on pizza
Ain't nobody there who's willing to taste my personality
Like a cockatoo I have plenty of them
But you don't wanna hear about that
So I try and try and try to get out
I feel trapped in this place like a dumb in a crowd
Lost away from home like a deaf in the fog
Take my brain, take my mind
Put a knife on my throat
Now damn those cars, I'll just sit 'round here and pray
For somebody who would care a bit about me
And about others' life today
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Swann Foucher, Théophile Aschehoug, Yelan Perrodin
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Back to: The Suitcase

Tags:
No tags yet