The Oregon Trail Songtext
von The Riot Before

Buying boxes, bubble wrap, and packaging tape
Emptying all the drawers out and throwing away
The coupons expired, the ticket ignored
Thereâs no need to park here anymore


I have whiskey on my breath and Iâm stammering
A slurred request for something stronger in my next drink
I donât have the courage to speak
Title page, previous works
Dedicate to spouse and to son
A foreword, a prologue, brief epigraph
âYouâre gonna failâ in Latin

Crossing the room here feels like crossing rivers
In a video game I played when I was ten
The worst part is right now I canât remember
One good thing happening

I have whiskey on my breath and Iâm stammering
A slurred request for something stronger in my next drink
All the whiskey on my breath it is ruining
Any chance Iâll get to not embarrass myself
Walk up to you and say helloâ¦