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drivin up the cost to find a version of the truth
left the backdoor swinging like a dirty little sleuth

the truth is I have never felt half this alive
now it's time to dance upon the grave called 45

jacked upon some Kerouac and surely bullet proof
the girl who taught me what to do was missing her front tooth

gentle as a storm inside your mental health
I wanna find the answer but I just can't find myself

I say so long to the way I played
the way I played inside of yesterday
hey let's run around
the great escape from out of my hometown

later I would look for love inside a woman's dorm
a couch to keep me humble and her breath to keep me warm

Ophelia was the girl that I was feeling for
come to realize it was me who was the whore

a captain lost himself inside a 40 year old skull
the drink of choise was knowledge and we always wanted more

drunken sailors seeking their Geronimo
instead they found the things that they really didn't wanna know

I say so long to the way I played
the way I played inside of yesterday
hey let's run around
the great escape from out of my hometown

country roads would never let me stay
the way I played inside of yesterday

a devil's growl and a cat's meow were blended into one
termites called suburbanites were eating all the fun

a juggernaut of comedy and blasphemy
I wanna stop the madness but I think it has to be

I say so long to the way I played
the way I played inside of yesterday
hey let's run around
the great escape from out of my hometown

country roads would never let me stay
the way I played inside of yesterday
hey let's run around
the great escape from out of my hometown

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