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• Artiste: Bayside
• Titre: Guardrail
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You wanted to know just what makes me tick, I guess I could say that, You and your bullshit, Are pushing me towards an explosion. I guess you're what drives me. I wish I could ride you, Drive you too fast into a sharp curve, Break your neck like you broke my will, The guardrail will take you home. I guess you get caught up, In the day-to-day, Drama of being you. To notice me, And what's become of my eyes, The vessels are an angry red, Just like the blood from my lips, as I chew on them. I wish I could ride you, Drive you too fast into a sharp curve, Break your neck like you broke my will, The guardrail will take you home. I keep your picture as a reminder, of what I wish I wasnt. It's like a fun house mirror version of myself, through those fucked up eyes of yours. I wish I could ride you, Drive you too fast into a sharp curve, Break your neck like you broke my will, The guardrail, The guardrail, The guardrail, will take you home