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• Artiste: Mayday!
• Titre: Broken Mirror
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Got both hands high on the steering wheel Got my spirits higher than ever Had my rearview broken and trampled on But it's cool I ain't ever felt better 'Cause I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone Yeah I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone 'Cause I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone Yeah I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone Now I ain't never coming back to this place again By the time I'm gone you gone trace some steps 'Bout to sever all of my relationships 'Bout to get it going on a one-way trip I heard a priest tell there ain't no saving him A hundred-thousand miles and I still ain't rest I've got a couple boards 'til I hit the istol And only lord knows when I rest my head I went headed to a safe house Headed out of negative space Just had a fire sale, look at the flames My brother asking me in private if I'm insane I said I never win better please pass the propane All the rain, late smoking never minding my gauge I gotten good at disappearing, stepping right out of frame I need a higher plane, thirty thousand feet into space But for now I'm on my way Got both hands high on the steering wheel Got my spirits higher than ever Had my rearview broken and trampled on But it's cool I ain't ever felt better 'Cause I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone Yeah I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone 'Cause I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone Yeah I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone I had stress on my mind, I did Got a few dollars on me, not enough to give I have the setting on me Surely, driving into the darkness can be so lonely Well I keep the top down and my spirits higher I keep the turns wide so the straights seem dire Has anybody been this way today? I'm just trying to keep my drive high until the matinee I break a couple blocks off of that ninety-two The sugar low so it's bitter but not as bitter as you I left my cell phone at home, calls ain't making it through I've been an addict to the game but I'm making my due If you'll excuse me, I'm trying to ride all night and quite truly We Californicate and I'm so Hank Moody I don't know why you're waiting lady if you knew me You'd know I Got both hands high on the steering wheel Got my spirits higher than ever Had my rearview broken and trampled on But it's cool I ain't ever felt better 'Cause I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone Yeah I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone 'Cause I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone Yeah I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone 'Cause I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone Yeah I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone 'Cause I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone Yeah I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone