The Motorcycle Industry - We Can't All Be From Long Island | Текст песни

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January, you had barely met me, I got cold and wanted to sleep. But yeah, you talked me down, you laid me out before they burnt the world's playground. And that's how it goes, the new and the old, it must feel good to have some control. But when that bomb falls are you gonna be with those you love? When the clouds come down are you finally gonna see just what’s above? If I were you, oh my son, I wouldn’t worry much. The time has come for us. And in my mind she sits on her window sill, planning out for her next kill. I thought I’d found my place for once: hiding out from the scorching sun. Yeah you wish your time was spent with someone else, to get your kicks. Well sorry I just couldn’t be a stronger guy, a better me. But when the curtain falls and the lights are off, I’ll be left with looming doubt and an ever-increasing debt. I can’t find my friends tonight, so just leave me alone.

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