Riding the Low - 21'S | Текст песни

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• Riding the Low
• 21'S

Shoot in through the moon my babe
Gutter's yours to own
Frightened by past I bet
I was just the same
Summer's on the blink babe
Robbed before it's staged
Just like you at 21
Scarred by terrain

And when I go again
Go off like a rocket
I suppose for me it's different
I admit it
I'll regret it when I'm old

Different beasts
With dufferent beats
Blinded by a bin bag faith
That isn't worth the waste
Different rules for different fools
If it's good enough for them
Then it's good to go

Children of a lesser gob
Struggled for a place
I was there at 21's
You were in my days
Anf oh I know it's there
Eating at my conscience
You were good enough to be there
But weren't good enough
So I guess you had to go away
I left you back at 21's
Now you are just a memory
I tap into when my bin bag faith
Is blown away

Spin me like a '45