Song parody of
TURNPIKE
by Joe Turone and Justin The Flora God
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I liked the sound of the sea
Before I got lost in the fallen leaves
And I'm still unsure
Drying my face on the same front door
Pulling my weight for the sake of just believing
From a bird's eye view, this body is not my own
Find me at the turnpike
Chasing after sunlight
Looking from the outside
Pulling me away
When there's something at the bottom of the turnpike
And I keep on breaking
Something that I'd rather do than keep you waiting
But it's alright
And calling it a day's something that I've never learned to ever live by
Even when you say
Tell me about your day
I hated wind through the reeds
Whistling, haunted by what they could be
And I came undone
Spent breath on operatic lungs
Paper don't make automatic love
Ah, did CHVRCHES' Gun
Make auburn of someone?
Give me a blue idea
Ran on fumes and so I reach
Paper maps don't know I'm here
Won't go peaceful
Only honestly
Looking from the outside
Pulling me away
When there's something at the bottom of the turnpike
And I keep on breaking
Something that I'd rather do than keep you waiting
But it's alright
And calling it a day's something that I've never learned to ever live by
Even when you say
Tell me about your day
Give me a blue idea
Ran on fumes
A great escape so
I won't mind the earful
Tell me about your day
Looking from the outside
Pulling me away
When there's something at the bottom of the turnpike
And I keep on breaking
Something that I'd rather do than keep you waiting
But it's alright
And calling it a day's something that I've never learned to ever live by
Even when you say
Tell me about your day
I liked the sound of the sea
Before I got lost in the fallen leaves
And I'm still unsure
Drying my face on the same front door
Pulling my weight for the sake of just believing
From a bird's eye view, this body is not my own
Find me at the turnpike
Chasing after sunlight
Looking from the outside
Pulling me away
When there's something at the bottom of the turnpike
And I keep on breaking
Something that I'd rather do than keep you waiting
But it's alright
And calling it a day's something that I've never learned to ever live by
Even when you say
Tell me about your day
I hated wind through the reeds
Whistling, haunted by what they could be
And I came undone
Spent breath on operatic lungs
Paper don't make automatic love
Ah, did CHVRCHES' Gun
Make auburn of someone?
Give me a blue idea
Ran on fumes and so I reach
Paper maps don't know I'm here
Won't go peaceful
Only honestly
Looking from the outside
Pulling me away
When there's something at the bottom of the turnpike
And I keep on breaking
Something that I'd rather do than keep you waiting
But it's alright
And calling it a day's something that I've never learned to ever live by
Even when you say
Tell me about your day
Give me a blue idea
Ran on fumes
A great escape so
I won't mind the earful
Tell me about your day
Looking from the outside
Pulling me away
When there's something at the bottom of the turnpike
And I keep on breaking
Something that I'd rather do than keep you waiting
But it's alright
And calling it a day's something that I've never learned to ever live by
Even when you say
Tell me about your day
