I'm sick of what you told me, of what lies on the road ahead
Big crowds big lights and the highway
One day I'm sure it's destined to end
Where do you think we're going?
Our lives are intertwined
Just think about all the high times
One day I'm sure they will arrive
You'll never, never, never understand
Why we never got that far why we never wanted more
With the clouds in my eyes,
The breath in my chest
Dear friends we were never second best
We're almost there
Not ashamed of the scene that we found in shambles:
Like wreckage from a quake
We've slowly become so stagnant and I think it's more than I can take
Of them and their downward spiral
Of this end leading to a means
it's all or nothing from here on out
tomorrow night I hope will bring:
big lights our time
These dreams this life
(Chorus)
I'll bring the shotgun and you bring the bass
We'll live for this moment, we'll die by our ways (Repeat x2)
Hold hope close
(Chorus)
Artist: Plasticland
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