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My life's these yellow lines, concrete, and parliment butts<br />Exhaust fumes and rest stops who drive hard for their bucks<br />Load in, sound check, play show, load out, let's go, next city, oh great, off day<br />Hangovers, hangups, dialbacks, running make up, apologies and promises<br />And nobody acknowledges that boys in bands got it so damn bad<br />But we love like the last cigarette we'll ever have<br />I'm putting miles on my body, bout due for a tune up in this gas station, food ain't really helping but<br />I'm loving every minute, every road signs a reminder of exactly why we did it to begin with<br /><br />This is how it has to be<br />A kiss for luck, submerse myself<br />And in 7 weeks resurface<br />Even if we don't look back again<br />Tired boys and wired eyes<br />Exposing imperfections<br />To the public eye we're perfect<br />Even if we don't look back again<br /><br />I like these hotels, passports, random bag checks, day dreams of love affairs that I haven't had yet<br />Touch down, baggage claim, new town, different dame, same clothes, 7 days, whew, damn I need to change<br />And it's a lifestyle that I wouldn't recommend<br />Wild N Out on a level Nic Cannon couldn't comprehend (fuck outta here)<br />We made a lot of friends and even more enemies<br />Some of which were genuine and others just pretend to be<br />Soft raving baby, life's lovely<br />Even when the gray rain cloud's right above me<br />The girl's textin' me talkin' about gettin' all cuddly<br />Cause you paint a pretty picture but the frame is so ugly<br /><br />This is how it has to be<br />A kiss for luck, submerse myself<br />And in 7 weeks resurface<br />Even if we don't look back again<br />Tired boys and wired eyes<br />Exposing imperfections<br />To the public eye we're perfect<br />Even if we don't look back again<br /><br />And now it's back in a van with four of my mans<br />Until we catchin' a tan on the Florida sands<br />I feel like tourin' this land's made me more of a man<br />From killa California to the shores of Japan<br />Good times stayin' up late in Austin<br />Coast to coast V8 to Chicago<br />To gettin' up with Johnny Cupcakes in Boston<br />And smokin' that most great eight in Colorado<br />Home ain't home no more<br />I hug the road and kiss the concrete and sometimes I even hear her heartbeat<br />No matter where we go or where we at<br />We carry upstate on our back, it's like that<br /><br />This is how it has to be<br />A kiss for luck, submerse myself<br />And in 7 weeks resurface<br />Even if we don't look back again<br />Tired boys and wired eyes<br />Exposing imperfections<br />To the public eye we're perfect<br />Even if we don't look back again<br /><br />This is how it has to be<br />A kiss for luck, submerse myself<br />And in 7 weeks resurface<br />Even if we don't look back again<br />Tired boys and wired eyes<br />Exposing imperfections<br />To the public eye we're perfect<br />Even if we don't look back again<br /><br />"So a lot of you don't realize. There's a whole subculture of boys driving around in vans."<br />Even if we don't look back again<br />"Looking for your daughters, and your lottery tickets. Love it or leave it. I'm like this"<br />Even if we don't look back again<br />"I love my life. Bitches."<br />Even if we don't look back again<br />Even if we don't look back again
New song lyrics
My life's these yellow lines, concrete, and parliment butts<br />Exhaust fumes and rest stops who drive hard for their bucks<br />Load in, sound check, play show, load out, let's go, next city, oh great, off day<br />Hangovers, hangups, dialbacks, running make up, apologies and promises<br />And nobody acknowledges that boys in bands got it so damn bad<br />But we love like the last cigarette we'll ever have<br />I'm putting miles on my body, bout due for a tune up in this gas station, food ain't really helping but<br />I'm loving every minute, every road signs a reminder of exactly why we did it to begin with<br /><br />This is how it has to be<br />A kiss for luck, submerse myself<br />And in 7 weeks resurface<br />Even if we don't look back again<br />Tired boys and wired eyes<br />Exposing imperfections<br />To the public eye we're perfect<br />Even if we don't look back again<br /><br />I like these hotels, passports, random bag checks, day dreams of love affairs that I haven't had yet<br />Touch down, baggage claim, new town, different dame, same clothes, 7 days, whew, damn I need to change<br />And it's a lifestyle that I wouldn't recommend<br />Wild N Out on a level Nic Cannon couldn't comprehend (fuck outta here)<br />We made a lot of friends and even more enemies<br />Some of which were genuine and others just pretend to be<br />Soft raving baby, life's lovely<br />Even when the gray rain cloud's right above me<br />The girl's textin' me talkin' about gettin' all cuddly<br />Cause you paint a pretty picture but the frame is so ugly<br /><br />This is how it has to be<br />A kiss for luck, submerse myself<br />And in 7 weeks resurface<br />Even if we don't look back again<br />Tired boys and wired eyes<br />Exposing imperfections<br />To the public eye we're perfect<br />Even if we don't look back again<br /><br />And now it's back in a van with four of my mans<br />Until we catchin' a tan on the Florida sands<br />I feel like tourin' this land's made me more of a man<br />From killa California to the shores of Japan<br />Good times stayin' up late in Austin<br />Coast to coast V8 to Chicago<br />To gettin' up with Johnny Cupcakes in Boston<br />And smokin' that most great eight in Colorado<br />Home ain't home no more<br />I hug the road and kiss the concrete and sometimes I even hear her heartbeat<br />No matter where we go or where we at<br />We carry upstate on our back, it's like that<br /><br />This is how it has to be<br />A kiss for luck, submerse myself<br />And in 7 weeks resurface<br />Even if we don't look back again<br />Tired boys and wired eyes<br />Exposing imperfections<br />To the public eye we're perfect<br />Even if we don't look back again<br /><br />This is how it has to be<br />A kiss for luck, submerse myself<br />And in 7 weeks resurface<br />Even if we don't look back again<br />Tired boys and wired eyes<br />Exposing imperfections<br />To the public eye we're perfect<br />Even if we don't look back again<br /><br />"So a lot of you don't realize. There's a whole subculture of boys driving around in vans."<br />Even if we don't look back again<br />"Looking for your daughters, and your lottery tickets. Love it or leave it. I'm like this"<br />Even if we don't look back again<br />"I love my life. Bitches."<br />Even if we don't look back again<br />Even if we don't look back again
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