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• Artiste: Priscilla Block
• Titre: Hell Out Of A Hometown
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It ain't the city lights beggin' my heart to leave This ain't a guitar in the backseat chasin' dreams, kinda thing I still love the same old same, everybody knows your name Football game Friday night, but I can't drive down all those back roads, slow after midnight Can't go to the bar just to be left alone Can't go to the church on Sunday morning 'Cause all I see is wildfire and brimstone Oh, might as well board it all up Might as well shut it all down God knows it ain't what it was You made a hell out of a hometown Who knew the devil drove a black Ford 4x4 And he would burn me like nobody's ever done before, to my core I wanna stay but gotta go, this place is goin' up in smoke Don't matter if you're here or you're gone 'cause I can't drive down all those back roads, slow after midnight Can't go to the bar just to be left alone Can't go to the church on Sunday morning 'Cause all I see is wildfire and brimstone Oh, might as well board it all up Might as well shut it all down God knows it ain't what it was You made a hell out of a hometown Hell out of a hometown Everything that we were's everywhere that I turn You took heaven on earth, left it ashes and dirt, now I can't drive down all those backroads, slow after midnight Can't go to the bar just to be left alone Can't go to the church on Sunday morning 'Cause all I see is wildfire and brimstone Oh, might as well board it all up Might as well shut it all down God knows it ain't what it was You made a hell out of a hometown