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• Artiste: Red City Radio
• Titre: This Day's Seen Better Bars
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We're almost home We'll drive all night To this town that pulls my heartstrings My heart's beating out of my chest And no one's listening So tonight we ride with our flags held high Out the darkness and into the light To the horizon, out of the grasp of the storm If we never make it out alive And if we never make it home If we get lost in this Arizona desert You'll be the first to know Jonathan, when will this highway ever end You're freaking out On the side of a mountain miles from Prescott You say we'll make it home But I tell you, bet not And it feels it's getting harder Holding my head above water Like sheep led to the slaughter Sometimes I wonder why we even bother With every mile closer to the horizon Another mile farther from home And on the phone is Oklahoma Saying, you keep sending postcards I won't go changing while you're gone Jonathan, when will this highway ever end You're freaking out And I think it's safe to say that we both know We're almost home