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Savannah
03:09
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i can hear that whistle yell
from my motel room, it's hot as hell
at 3 am and it won't shut up
i just want to sleep it off
i've been drunk for fourteen days
and i will be tomorrow to wash it away
despite what you said i think i'm still afraid
that i am who you said that i was
and that's not someone you could love
there's a girl down in old Savannah
who'd be upset if i died
and though i don't do it all that often
i still think of her some times
i can hear that whistle shriek
every god damn night for the past six weeks
and it's 4 am but my legs won't sleep
i just want to cut them off
i've been drunk a month and change
and it's a pretty good bet for the rest that remains
and despite what you said i think you're still afraid
that i am who you said that i was
and that's not someone you should love
there's a girl down in old Savannah
who'd be upset if i died
and though i don't do it all that often
i still think of her some times
i nodded off in Jersey City
and woke up in the clinic line
there's a girl down in old Savannah
who loves to tell me lies
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2. |
Westbound
02:46
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heading out the westbound lane
you know how to drive a boy insane
you've got me where you want me
motel rooms you left me in
hiding underneath my skin
i've never felt so ugly
if you say that you'll be there will you come
when i say i need you will you run
'cause it rains on every house
from here to L.A. when you're gone
and i hate it when you're here so just get out
got me upon you're shelf
trying not to hurt myself
you've got me where you want me
wonder why i look so thin
laughing at my words again
i never felt so ugly
if you say that you'll be there will you come
when i say i need you will you run
'cause it rains on every house
from here to L.A. when you're gone
and i hate it when you're here so just get out
but i'm already gone
the highway lights will lead me home
and tonight i swear that i can make it on my own
if you say that you'll be there will you come
when you say i need you, well i'll be gone
'cause it rains on every stretch of road
from here to the pacific coast
and i'll be damned if i'm gonna let it in no more
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3. |
97 Seconds
01:37
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this is a foreign feeling
this is the moment you start breathing
after ninety seven seconds spent legally dead
awoken in a panic
someone pounding on your chest
telling you to start again
this is a long time coming
this is the radiator humming
on the last drive home from work
that was sucking out your soul
you can lay your roots forever
but some times you gotta go
and let something else grow
and we sing
hey, hey, hey we wanna stay
just an hour more or til the night becomes the day
and after that we're gone 'cause it's time for moving on
cross the country on a song, we sing along
hey, hey, hey we're still the same
when you wake up still alive and let the sun shine on your face
and after that we're gone 'cause it's time for moving on
cross the country on a song, we sing along
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4. |
Foxholes
06:06
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love, drink up your wine
play it safe, stay inside
scribbling out your poems
that no one reads
'cause no one knows
and it doesn't make it better
living life like your favorite authors
waiting for release
to life them up, set them free
you can hide yourself away singing songs of the decay
and never peak your head out of your foxhole
you can live life like a stray planning out your great escape
and never let nobody in your foxhole
love, it's alright
to waste away all of your time
dreaming up a life
that no one lives cause no one tries
quick to bow out
content to be a plane that wanders
aimless on the ground
waiting for its' pilot
to lift it up, help it fly
you can hide yourself away singing songs of the decay
and never peak your head out of your foxhole
you can live life like a stray planning out your great escape
and never let nobody in your foxhole
when you've been waiting all your life
what's another night?
you can hide yourself away singing songs of the decay
and never peak your head out of your foxhole
you can live life like a stray planning out your great escape
and never let nobody in your foxhole
love, drink up your wine
play it safe, stay inside
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