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Sanatçı: Bunny Lowe

albüm: Memory Palace


I grew up in the suburbs
Riding bikes with my brother
And drinking cheap beer to survive
You grew up in the suburbs
California boy of the summer
Where dreamers all go to die
Alone in teenage wasteland
Those lonely blue nights
Now you're my teenage wasteland
Keeping me alive
Blood in my Nikes
Let me run out of this mess into your arms
We made it so far out the suburbs, so far out
Blood in my Nikes, but I'm fine
I somehow walked into your life
We made it so far out the suburbs
And goddamn, we found еachother
You were born on thе day of The Loner
Never looking over your shoulder
You never did have the time
But I was born on the day of The Lovers
High and dry for it, I suffered
But nobody held me right
Alone in teenage wasteland
Those lonely blue nights
Now you're my teenage wasteland
Keeping me alive
Blood in my Nikes
Let me run out of this mess into your arms
We made it so far out the suburbs, so far out
Blood in my Nikes, but I'm fine
I somehow walked into your life
We made it so far out the suburbs
And goddamn, we found each other
The lonely ache of sweet sixteen
It never much made sense to me
I never really had a dream 'til you
The lonely ache of sweet sixteen
It never much made sense to me
I never really had a dream 'til you
Blood in my Nikes
Let me run out of this mess into your arms
We made it so far out the suburbs, so far out
Blood in my Nikes, but I'm fine
I somehow walked into your life
We made it so far out the suburbs
And goddamn, we found each other

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