and I sing songs about the past
how I was raised and I was thrown out on my ass

cause I didn't care about going to school

and i saw the look in her eyes
my mother nearly cried when I had told her thar I
wanted to go
just to prove them wrong

I've been smoking cigarettes since I was only fourteen
just to find an escape from this town that was so mean tome

and I sing songs about my friends
the way we grew up and all the loose ends we used to love
cause we didn't give a damn

and I saw the look in my brother's eyes
when I told him I was leaving
He could help but despise me
He wanted out his whole life

I've been smoking the green since I was merely sixteen
just to find an escape from this town that was so mean to me

and I sing songs about the past.

I plead for relief.
This town won't receive all the things thar I want, the things that I need
and I'll be and I'll beg
I'm down on my knees
Momma oh momma let me please leave.

all I ever wanted was love.



Quer música que me descreva mais do que essa? Puta que pariu. Depois dessa vou até dormir. Beijo pra Izabela e pra Julia.




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