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• Artiste: Jeramee Quicksill
• Titre: Up in Smoke
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Oh Isaac, how I dig your music Modest mouse blasting through my mind I every time I hear it, I'm surprised by what I find My brain just grinds and grinds with inspiration Further filled with intuition I've found my new mission I've found my new mission I wait now at the station No longer filled with hesitation In your lyrics I've seen the light And I'm ready more than ever To fight for what I think is right Every second gone I feel so clever I'm ready now more than ever I drowse state to state clinging to my truckers atlas My dashboard's busted, but I've still got you on the radio Cause don't ya know, I can't wait to see your next show Even as I march into the sea I'm happy as a clam Even though I may be goddamned Yeah, I'm pretty sure I'm goddamned So I'm headed to Montana To try my luck I wade through the muck But why should you give a fuck? So they call me a hack As they see me break my back I may stare at your rack Aw shit, kicked in the sack.. Well what do you know? I finally made it to the show The devil offered me some blow Now I'm sure I'll regret it I came here for some reason.. Just to see the changes of the seasons? Now I kinda forgot... I took my shot, now I don't feel so hot.. Now it's all but a gag, caughing in my rag It all seems like such a joke, so I'll take another toke Utterly broke, utterly broke, dreams gone up in smoke.