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• Artiste: Into It. Over It.
• Titre: Upstate Blues
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I think you’ve had enough to handle And I can see it in your smile It's become a function of her fashion As if satisfaction's going out of style, whoa oh, whoa oh It's just a blessing of reception And I see sorrow in your eyes Oh let the candidate for caution Crossing your sentimental lines If it's okay, could I stay a while? Color coded in calming you The walls are barren, they're just like you Hardly motivated and destitute design Upstate blues they could paint this room Cold and grey like New York in you (Whoa oh, whoa oh) I didn’t want to stay here but you couldn’t wait to leave A whole community of people never sleeping, only drinking alone They soak their twenties into tens, it's like their twenties never end Upstate blues they could paint this room Cold and grey like New York in you I survey the scene I see If misery loves company then what does that make me? Dusting for prints here And chasing the names of your friends who've escaped you I've begged you to leave Niagara, it makes headstones Turn out the tricks beneath your sleeves So you can see what you've always feared I know this all seems absurd to hear But I couldn’t follow through Upstate blues they will paint your room Cold and grey like New York in you