Lyrics:
bring it back again
The Incredible True Story on the shelf
Come on do something for yourself
Go buy yourself a copy, never Carbon
This is how we do it
around feeling down down
I'm on a highway sleeping by day
Please for Christ sake
Someone save, save me
Save, save me
Someone save, save me
Someone save me
around
Feeling down down
I’m on a highway
Sleeping by day
Please, for Christ sake
Someone save, save me
Save, save me
Someone save, save me
Someone save
We came down by the factory
industrial yards where my father did work
When I was a boy, I went too far
I lost the thread in the darkest of space
something
That she likes on the radio
When duty calls
Miss Niagara falls
But when they ask me
I'll just say that I didn't know
When will you call?
to live
We've been waiting around for so long
Just to hear some decent songs
Well this is all such an urgency
We remember those nights in radio five
Of something she never was
She sings a song
That her father whistled while he worked
It helps her relax
A mild depressant keeps her down
And she weeps smiling
the depth of the swamp I'm the lochness
Chop this one up on the board for the young lord
Beats and lyrics matchhouse matches your spirit
And rips your heart
with the auto radio puttin some knock in the trunk
Yo momma, wanted spinners for christmas and'll she will probly get em
Yo daddy, also thinks that
besides Spose had a flow so pure
Before the Red Sox reversed
That curse in '04, baby
Fuck it if you're with me or you just
Got meds for your STDs say fuck
do
And it's hard to have big dreams but it's
Hard to let those dreams die out too
Remember when you were a kid?
And you thought by now you'd
the radio turned up so loud
I wanna live for right here right now
Does it feel good
Does it feel good
Does it feel good baby
Let's drive into something
a drill, it's a
I am a jealous rap god for sure
Have no other rap gods before me
Kneel to these MC's and they corny
Be on thee alert, I practice
After I
the dim light on the road
All the way from Illinois, a thousand miles of waiting for
A gentle touch, a kind, believing word
All the way from Illinois,
something for the boredom of the plains of Oklahoma
Gotta get to Amarillo tonight
I'm going out to California
But not because I wanted to
But my woman found
Breaking all of the rules that would bend
I began to find myself searching
Searching for shelter again and again
Against the wind
A little something against
won't
Take off your shirt
Your moan is gonna shut by noise of radio
Why don't you tell me there's some better than I
I told you I been waiting for
Hello again (11x)
As the radio plays their favourite song
Of a man that's barely breathing
For the 13th time of his sick and shiver life
He hears a voice
on
Roll your blunt and get much higher
I just need my room, real talk who's there for an empaths doom
No thank you say less
I navigate with chains in my
Turn It Off
Turn it off I don’t wanna see the television
Everybody desperate for recognition
I need to get some air if I can find the door
Enough
the next day
So when I started making music
It was something in between
People didn't get what I was doing
Saying it's too country for pop and too pop
and the radio waves pause
Yet, something still feels off
I'm a living paradox
We're all finite, so I can't speak for too long
You've got ghosts to go see,
And I
It seems like yesterday
But it was long ago
Janey was lovely, she was the queen of my nights
There in the darkness with the radio playing low,
lose my place
Something about it all just seems so lost and real
Like an old radio song
when the world ends
And you're by my side
I hope you can see it
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