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• Artiste: Nolan Taylor
• Titre: 68
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Lighting up cigarettes in the seventh grade That's what my mother taught me As she was falling asleep driving down 68 I drove just to get us back safe Wishing hard that I could escape Tripping down all the steps of the local school bus Wishing I didn't have to go home Oven was heating the house if our electric was on I hope dad left money for us It's three days and I haven't had much And I'm tired of being nice I just don't have it inside me I can't take much more shit from you And I have cut you out of my life You love me when you need a high I'm done spending my money on you And if dad was off, oh then boy we were gone Just driving 'round listening to tunes Because we had peace of mind if she couldn't find us We were all constantly on the move My whole life I've been running from you And I'm tired of being nice I just don't have it inside me I can't take much more shit from you And I have cut you out of my life You love me when you need a high I'm done spending my money on you Yeah I'm done now and I'm through with you And I'm through with you, yeah And I'm tired of being nice I just don't have it inside me I can't take much more shit from you And I have cut you out of my life You love me when you need a high I'm done spending my money on you 'Cause I'm through with you And I'm through with you