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• Artiste: Noah Gundersen
• Titre: Sleepless In Seattle
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Sleepless In Seattle I couldn't find a better name for this If idle hands make Devil's work, maybe we should build a church Just so we can burn it down 'Cause every bar in this city reminds me of somebody now If I get drunk at Twelfth and Union, whose street will I go wandering down? So I don't want to go home I don't want to go home Bryan's on a bar stool talking to his tall can again All that acid in the nineties He said it made a man out of him All his LA friends got married A wife, a house, a couple kids And he's just trying to keep the dream alive And if it dies then he and I just might die right along with it So I don't want to go home I don't want to go home Where it's just half-finished skyscrapers begging the question "Does anyone care anymore?" This city was built on the back of a spirit that I can't feel anymore Maybe there's a new anger or a new seed For some younger farmer to sow Right now it feels like last call on New Years Eve And the bartender's telling me to go But I don't want to go home I don't want to go home