young lyre - astore lyrics
cruising the m35 with my new friends
too high inside sit up on the sunroof tan
besides of nothing matters now
it’s like i might just find myself
walk past the roadblock to get through back there
i like the view but i cannot breathe up here
i try to slow my heartrate down
like when you fall and catch yourself
i wasn’t sleeping when you found me
wide awake on the concrete
i was driving with the radio on
i was happy with you
and all we had was the clothes on our backs
and it was more than enough for us
but if i stay then it would not be the same
then we can never pretend it was
sometimes you ask for advice but don’t listen
kicked out around the french club around 2am
yeah that doesn’t matter now
at least that’s what i tell myself
move to the city on for a night again
it’s 39 degrees and no trees out here
beside a highway on the ground
i try to cool my body down
i wasn’t sleeping when you found me
wide awake on the concrete
i was driving with the radio on
i was happy with you
and all we had was the clothes on our backs
and it was more than enough for us
but if i stay then it would not be the same
then we can never pretend it was
tripping on my words alright
ripping all my ticket leave my bags with me
stranded on the ground in a foreign city
and never really matter what i say
tripping on my words alright
ripping all my ticket leave my bags with me
stranded on the ground in a foreign city
and never really matter what i say
i wasn’t sleeping when you found me
wide awake on the concrete
i was driving with the radio on
i was happy with you
and all we had was the clothes on our backs
and it was more than enough for us
but if i stay then it would not be the same
then we can never pretend it was
and all we had was the clothes on our backs
and it was more than enough for us
but if i stay then it would not be the same
then we can never pretend it was
tripping on my words alright
ripping all my ticket leave my bags with me
stranded on the ground in a foreign city
and never really matter what i say
tripping on my words alright
ripping all my ticket leave my bags with me
stranded on the ground in a foreign city
and never really matter what i say
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