ترانه:
Hart Emerson

Cigarettes and gasoline Morning seas they call to me Pulling line in the early light Being seventeen Good things, good things Far away from the painted

Big blue skies and an open field My right hand on a steering wheel Two young lovers runnin' wild We bought string and a brand new kite We couldn't wait

How long can we wait To say goodbye? The words once they?re spoken Our words that we can?t take Back to where we were before Things got in the way Life

You got your pieces and you got your pawns You got devastation hands Life that leads like insanity What you need is you need Little something that will

How did I become responsible Without ever taking responsibility How did we become so ugly Without ever changing anything How do we get to be so ordinary

How I love to be the chain How I love to say your name How I wanna be the one you run to How I wanna see this through How I love to be the risk And the

From a friend to a stranger How?s your life in your current situation Did they hold you hostage? Did they tell you lies? Just to add to your frustration

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