Текст песни
two hundred miles and they can t take a hint
there was no room for me
there was no hope for me
Time to leave me alone., i prefer it that way
by presidential decree
made me a sanctuary in grey sky town
No god s left here, on my first drive home
where ve you been
No god s left here, wish i cared anymore Decree, where ve you been
The neighbor s drunk, where ve you been
Now she s my temporary, engine coughs on the i-190 Decree, wish i cared anymore
that one bedroom apartment
i prefer it that way
Are carving through the snow, pull off quick in the rising light
The first finger tips of morning light, time to leave me alone., he slept outside on my porch
The neighbor s drunk, where ve you been, i prefer it that way
There was no room for me, no god s left here, he slept outside on my porch
december 1st
There was no hope for me, through my cell phone i can hear my father spit Decree, pull off quick in the rising light
The first finger tips of morning light, useless life By, that one bedroom apartment
Time to leave me alone., your mother s sick. North, december 1st
He slept outside on my porch, through my cell phone i can hear my father spit, your mother s sick.
are carving through the snow
on my first drive home
there was no room for me
december 1st
By presidential decree, through my cell phone i can hear my father spit Head, softly through the veil
No god s left here, the neighbor s drunk North, no god s left here
Your mother s sick., december 1st
Now she s my temporary, where ve you been Decree, by presidential decree
I prefer it that way, through my cell phone i can hear my father spit
he slept outside on my porch
made me a sanctuary in grey sky town
He slept outside on my porch, pull off quick in the rising light, where ve you been
Now she s my temporary, two hundred miles and they can t take a hint, engine coughs on the i-190
On my first drive home, engine coughs on the i-190
pull off quick in the rising light
Are carving through the snow, time to leave me alone., are carving through the snow
Now she s my temporary, where ve you been
cause you ve got work and i m too tired or too stoned
pull off quick in the rising light
There was no hope for me, cause you ve got work and i m too tired or too stoned
Made me a sanctuary in grey sky town, by presidential decree, pull off quick in the rising light
Where ve you been, that one bedroom apartment, softly through the veil
cause you ve got work and i m too tired or too stoned
where ve you been
No god s left here, i prefer it that way, through my cell phone i can hear my father spit