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Artiste:
Ra Ra Riot
Titre:
Flowers
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We had it good for two years in the truck Until we realized our luck had dried up So I went to the dealership, tore out the seats I know it's just a sign, but I can't let it free Do I wonder sometimes in Southern California When the sun shines, if it don't shine for ya Now I'm making bread again, still living in a rental You're in our old house and it makes me sentimental Do I wonder if I should have stayed? Every night, every day So don't bring flowers to my grave Say goodbye from far away We were broke up but still sharing a bed Spent all our cash driving out west Kicking up hope like dust on a track You told me don't pick so I don't call you back Do I wonder sometimes in Southern California When the sun shines, if it don't shine for ya Now I'm making bread again, still living in a rental You're in our old house and it makes me sentimental Do I wonder if I should have stayed? Every night, every day So don't bring flowers to my grave Say goodbye from far away Been a long time I've been thinking about I've been thinking, I've been dreaming, I've been thinking about Been a long time I've been thinking about I've been thinking, I've been dreaming, I've been thinking about Been a long time I've been thinking about Been a long time I've been thinking about Been a long time I've been thinking about I've been thinking, I've been dreaming, I've been thinking about Been a long time I've been thinking about Do I wonder sometimes in Southern California When the sun shines, if it don't shine for ya Now I'm making bread again, still living in a rental You're in our old house and it makes me sentimental I could get you on the line but I know it ain't productive I know it ain't good but I'm feeling self-destructive You're on the check out and I'm working construction My only medicine is letting go again Do I wonder if I should have stayed? Every night, every day So don't bring flowers to my grave Say goodbye from far away