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APIT - Memory
03:52
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It's ten o' clock and
We're outside kicking back on the concrete
And all the stars are within our reach
It's Layhill Road and there's nowhere to eat
(But there's enough energy for me to point out that)
My feet are killing me, and there's still no place I'd rather be
Cause I've got friends like these
Yeah, I've got friends like these.
Behind closed doors
There's nothing more
And if we ever looked back
It would be a memory we've wasted on you
So take this to heart, and don't forget my name
And we'll set off, and I know, you'll never desert me
And I'd do the same for you, cause I swear, yeah I swear
That even when we split from coast to coast
We'll remember the times that meant the most to us
So we'll set off, and I know you'll never forget me
To all the friends that I've made
That keep me sane when we're gone
I've done a lot to save myself
They say the first part's always hardest
And I'd let you go, if this town lost its grip on me
But it seems that, this choke hold might last forever.
Behind closed doors
There's nothing more
And if we ever looked back
It would be a memory we've wasted on you
So take this to heart, and don't forget my name
So sing it back, sing it back to me
(I always thought you'd never forget me)
Sing it back like it's all we're used to
(Guess you could say things don't come easily)
Sing it back, sing it back like it's all we know
(I think you know I wouldn't say a thing)
Behind closed doors
There's nothing more
And if we ever looked back
It would be a memory we've wasted on you
So take this to heart, and don't forget my name
When we're gone, when we're gone
Ignorance is bliss to cure my
Compulsive misery like this
I think we've hit the bottom
Maybe we've hit the bottom
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PLKC - DKODA
03:55
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Sell your prescription pills
The ones for your pain, to the very same, people you love
It kills
Your conscience won't quit, but you say I'll make you better and that's just it
You make me out to be a fantasy that I can't live up to (I can't live up to)
But the sparkle in your eye makes me damn sure want to try
I want to save you from Aberdeen
I want to take you, away with me
Drive down 95, we're the red eye tonight
You share a beer, and we'll share a tear
Starin' up at these Georgia lights
C'mon let's live tonight
But you're not sure we'll make it through
I know I'm not the first guy to promise you
But if you'll listen:
You'll hear I'm something new,
You haven't heard this tune
I wrote it just for you
It's written just for you
The weather's never been better, since you're outside
And nothing's tasted sweeter, since she came into mine
She just looking for a way out,
Kept her name in my mouth
She says she's clean and "I can get out"
Her lip service left a bitter taste in my mouth
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APIT - 62 Days
03:13
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