butch walker - peachtree battle lyrics
how much time have you got? hangin’ till your ride comes? i get kinda lonesome on these roads. yeah, there’s a lot named after a fruit tree. if you were me then you’d be wonderin’ why i moved but to tell the truth.
it gets hard to see the same streets i share with you. hard to wipe the places from my mind. maybe i’ll discard it when i finish what i started then i’ll know wherever you are that’s my home.
well, i’ve cursed but i’ve been blessed to watch a lot of trends go out and come back in, though. like the dogs, but that’s the best. to know i wasn’t crazy and history got lazier since i got born but now i’m torn.
it gets hard to see the same streets i share with you. hard to wipe the places from my mind. maybe i’ll discard it when i finish what i started then i’ll know wherever you are that’s my home.
oh…
’cause it’s hard to see the same streets i share with you. it’s hard to wipe the faces from my mind. maybe i’ll discard it when i finish what i started then i’ll know wherever you are that’s my home.
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