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Insane Now
04:24
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And we'll lay in the sand, and we'll spoil the sky
Holy shit what a view, wipe the dirt from your eye
And the road has a voice, the most beautiful song
As we crash in my car we'll be singing along
The time is so short now, baby
Are you sure you're ok?
No it won't be long now, honey
Is there something you're needing me to say?
Hey now, hold me down before I float away
It's all insane now, is there something you're needing me to say?
'Cause you are the sun, I look and I look away
It's all insane now, is there something you're needing me to say?
And we'll sink in the sea when there's nothing left to do
I stare to the night as it's staring at you
And we both grab ahold of the love and it's chains
We don't read between the lines, and we don't feel no pain
The pressure is on now, baby
Am I slipping away
Nothing's for sure now, honey
Is there something you're needing me to say?
Hey now, tie me down before I float away
It's all insane now, is there something you're needing me to say?
'Cause you are the sun, I look and I look away
It's all insane now, is there something you're needing me to say?
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Over The Headlights
03:43
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Somewhere over the headlights, gazing into the sky
My love lost the starlight, it just won't seem to shine
I've got highway fever at low tide as I slow to the roadside
Roundup's rising in farm land and the horizon is buried alive
I was just a kid in a Freud Crown Vic, sitting with an idle motor
Now I'm on the outside looking in, with my red lips turning over
Landlords reign over darkness when the autumn begins
Hands thrashing into the margins, like how the water rushes every inch
I run on the sand in silence, marram bows in the wind
I never made any good plans, but I figured I'd make the rent
I was just a kid in a Freud Crown Vic, sitting with an idle motor
Now I'm on the outside looking in with my red lips turning over
And when they dug a blade into the Atlantic I was working at the mall for the summer
I try to forget it and take it to the limit, get my red lips turning over
I should have told you I love you so much sooner, I was too scared of another suffer
I try to take it easy, give you everything in me, get my red lips turning over
and over again
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