Paroles de #7
Pockets stuffed with hands and pavement catching staresDropped to avoid the glare
Of storefront signs in the flat-back night
Impressions you leave like chalk outlines
Yeah you say you're getting over, getting on, doing fine
But walk down the street where you can drink for free
Get her off your mind
'Cause you still can't figure out
When everything went south
Or why you want it back so bad anyhow
Realize that you have your rights but history worth repeating
Will never surface twice
All the wiser for it so much more aware
Pockets stuffed with hands
Pavement catching stares yeah
You say you're getting older, moving on doing fine
But you walk down the street where you can drink for free
Get it off your mind
'Cause you still can't figure out
When everything went south
Or why you want it back so bad anyhow
Cure-all or quick fix thought we'd put this all behind us
Realize that you have your rights but history worth repeating
Will never surface twice
All the wiser for it so much more aware
Pockets stuffed with hands
Pavement catching stares yeah
Yeah you say you're getting over, getting on, doing fine
But walk down the street where you can drink for free
Get her off your mind
'Cause you still can't figure out
When everything went south
Or why you want it back so bad anyhow
Anyhow...
Get her off your mind
'Cause you still can't figure out
When everything went south
Or why you want it back so bad anyhow
Realize that you have your rights but history worth repeating
Will never surface twice
All the wiser for it so much more aware
Pockets stuffed with hands
Pavement catching stares yeah
You say you're getting older, moving on doing fine
But you walk down the street where you can drink for free
Get it off your mind
'Cause you still can't figure out
When everything went south
Or why you want it back so bad anyhow
Cure-all or quick fix thought we'd put this all behind us
Realize that you have your rights but history worth repeating
Will never surface twice
All the wiser for it so much more aware
Pockets stuffed with hands
Pavement catching stares yeah
Yeah you say you're getting over, getting on, doing fine
But walk down the street where you can drink for free
Get her off your mind
'Cause you still can't figure out
When everything went south
Or why you want it back so bad anyhow
Anyhow...
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