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The Holy Mess
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A Song for Tim Browne to Sing
Watching wasted days pass by most everything remains the same Watch four friends in a basement craft another shitty refrain By now we know these ain't the four chords that will make our lives But if they harmonize they'll get us out of town tonight Don't mistake this for complaining cause I'm satisfied
Another late-night session drunk friends backseats loaded van Sometimes I wish that hundred miles home would never end Lives flying by like all these years we've played on strings of gold Let's take this last one down a toast to never getting old Don't mistake this for complaining cause I'm satisfied
This song's for all the friends we had that never made it out alright 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 And don't mistake this for complaining cause I'm satisfied This song's for all the friends we had that never made it out alright
On the coldest mornings we could take the pure things Hold them to the embers; we could burn forever and ever And ever Don't leave me I keep trying I keep trying to wait up Don't leave me
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