Salvation Is a Parking Lot (A Black Lips Rip-off) The Orwells

[Verse 1]
I don't wanna die here
Sippin' on my old man's beer
So help me find a way to get out
I don't like this town at all
Black spray paint on the wall
What else can you really call art?
Is this town getting smaller, or world getting larger?
I'll blow my brains out if I don't depart
So come and join me, we won't die lonely
If we leave then make a brand new start

[Chorus]
So cut your finger
Hold your gut
Salvation is a parking lot
Cut your finger
Hold your gut
Salvation is a parking lot
So, cut your finger
Hold your gut
Salvation is a parking lot
Cut your finger
Hold your gut
Salvation is a parking lot