Locked legs and A tilted brow.
You thought you had me all figured out
but that was then, and this is now
In my dreams I see the road ahead of me
as clear as the sunlight that warms my feel
This evening I’m sporting that hot new scent.
The one reeking of carelessness. So cliche, So over it.
Like another rich kid running alone
Well I’m mixed and molded. And just center folded.
Compound the thought of contrast,
Is it regret or just hot flash?
We’re not leavin’ this town ’till we get our glory.
No witnesses, No fucking stories.
I’m coming back to haunt your dreams
After A life of suffering
This evening I’m sporting that hot new scent.
The one reeking of carelessness.
So cliche. So over it.
Like another rich kid running alone
I can see it’s just not me, Or am I losin’ my mind?
I’m seein’ the same old town in A different light, And piercing sound.
Oh we’re beat and tought to lie when caught.
Objectify A set fate, No No No No No
(Don’t Hesitate)
Remember everything you see here tonight.
This is one for the books.
Hatırla bırakıp gittiğin günü Nasıl titriyordu gözümde yaşlar Gönlüm var demiştin başka gönülde Sen bana…
Enigmas Of Mind Space And Time The Unexplained Protected Files Portraits From The Other Side…
Mournfully, the same sun rises again the times of yesterday are away wind howls the…
Bana gülen o resmin hala koynumda Hayalin aklımda Yüreğim meskendir aşka beni sar Gel bana…
Why can't you ever back down? Why can't you just shut your face? Oh god…
Words by Phat Chance, Scotty Wilbanks & Jason Burkum Music by Phat Chance & Scotty…
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