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• Artiste: The Ivy
• Titre: Thirty Eight
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Burning through the days with an endless fuse And watching all the cars hoping I see you If only I had known then that I’d be here I would’ve kept you in my head just to stay clear I wasn’t looking for the warning in disguise A new year takes its toll And nothing’s changed I know Another summer to spend alone Another search for someone to phone Another hour to waste with empty spaces, pointless chases I know you don’t care about me now I’m living with a hope that we somehow Make it back to the thirty-eighth street days I never got the taste out of my mouth Of fake love sweet enough to make me drown And no I never got the timeline matched up But I’ll keep playing on the strings of bad luck And you know I never wanna tell you lies The way it seems to go Nothing’s changed I know Another summer to spend alone Another search for someone to phone Another hour to waste with Empty spaces, pointless chases I know you don’t care about me now I’m living with a hope that we somehow Make it back to the thirty-eighth street days I know you don’t care about me now! I’m living with a hope that we somehow Make it back to the thirty-eighth street days Maybe we were never meant to figure out Whats the point in even trying to think of how To make it back to the thirty-eighth street days I know you don’t care about me now I’m living with a hope that we somehow Make it back to the thirty-eighth street days