​strung out symphony - ​drunk on the west coast

{Verse}
(Strung)
New York City, so many times that I fucked up
New York City, too many times it was dumb luck
West coast baby, the prettiest couldn't beat you
I know that I did you wrong but I still miss you
Bunni I know you hate me, still hope you miss me
Like a dead blind sniper misses his target
I know you want me to aim for the head
'Cause I can't get you out of mine
No matter what I try
It's been a year or so
Or fuck it, maybe two
Fuck, maybe three
I can't remember
I can't remember anything