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Burn This Town
04:07
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Those Fifties nights of driving round till morning hit our eyes,
we'd go over country roads far from city lights.
Coke bottles and cigarettes, we always felt alive
Summer came and burnt us up, we just had to survive.
Those days when every song they'd play would always be ours,
we'd dress like James and Marilyn and live like movie stars.
And I always knew you'd always have my heart,
and now I'm afraid to live, I just might fall apart.
And I don't know if I can wait, you filled my soul with love and hate,
I've got nothing for you anymore.
And when evening comes and the sun hits the ground,
I'll make sure that I'm never found,
I'm gonna leave my love and burn this town.
Well I found myself someone new she never let me down
We kept our dreams together and our music turned up loud
I'd drive her home most mornings with my hands clenched at the wheel
We'd ride into nowhere just to see how it would feel.
And I don't know if I can wait, you filled my soul with love and hate,
I've got nothing for you anymore.
And when evening comes and the sun hits the ground,
I'll make sure that I'm never found,
I'm gonna leave my love and burn this town.
And we always shared our dreams of how we'd make it out
We'd ride into nowhere with our music turned up loud
Always shared our dreams of how we'd make it out
we'd ride into nowhere with our music turned up loud.
And I don't know if I can wait, you filled my soul with love and hate,
I've got nothing for you anymore.
And when evening comes and the sun hits the ground,
I'll make sure that I'm never found,
I'm gonna leave my love and burn this town.
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Break Free
03:52
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Grew up from nothing, ain't going back
Came from concrete and rose from the cracks
lost everyone I ever knew,
it was never worth fighting when you're bound to get bruised.
But I did it anyway, I got my teeth kicked in
I spit my blood right at my sins.
I never begged, I worked these hands
I went for it all, but never had plans.
Listen to me, darling (Whoa Oh)
I know I've got nothing
You've gotta wipe away your tears
Break free from here.
Never had people to believe in me
I made them all my enemies
filled notebooks with scars and dreams
and let the chords rise like stormy seas
but they never got me down
no, they never knocked me down
now they listen to the sound
now they listen to the sound.
Listen to me, darling (Whoa Oh)
I know I've got nothing
You've gotta wipe away your tears
Break free from here.
I'm never going back, I can promise you that
they'll have to kill me or send me back
back to the prison, the penitentiary
Cause there ain't no chains that can hold on to me
I'm gonna prove them wrong
remember me when I'm gone
they'll be singing my song
they'll be singing this song.
Listen to me, darling (Whoa Oh)
I know I've got nothing
You've gotta wipe away your tears
Break free from here. 2x
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Never Return
03:25
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Summer nights, when you open up your eyes
and you dream of things you've never seen
like memories caught in headlights
well I'd do anything to prove
that I'm good enough for you
but there's always something better
and I'm always bound to lose
so just burn, burn and never return
burn, burn and never return
and this sad town will never have my heart.
When cold winds blow, and we see the snow
we feel ourselves growing older
and it's harder to let go
everything you've ever wanted
well it ain't that far behind
it's somewhere in the darkness
yeah, somewhere in your mind
so just burn, burn and never return
burn, burn and never return
and this sad town will never have my heart.
Those younger days, when we were so safe
we thought we had real troubles
but now we can't escape
if only you'd realize
and open up your eyes
this could all work out
we could leave it all behind.
so just burn, burn and never return
burn, burn and never return
and this sad town will never have my heart.
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4. |
Cigarettes & Radio
04:17
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I remember late nights staring right at the moon
listening to dusty records in my room
waiting for something to come
but all I could hear were the guitars and the drums
I look back on those days, they seem so far away
I remember when she broke my heart, I cried for her to stay
Everything is passing, but I ain't too afraid
I'll get what I want before I see my grave
We sing this song, sing it to the past
now all my friends are leaving, it's moving so damn fast
I'll figure it out with nowhere to go
I got my cigarettes and I got my radio.
High school ended, I felt so free
felt like life had started and no one could stop me
Little did I know, the world ain't that sweet
it chewed me up and spit me out, but I landed on my feet
well sometimes when you're young, you tend to be blind
blinded by the stars and the dreams in your eyes
I gave them up for someone, and she left me far behind
it gave me what I needed so I never lost my mind.
We sing this song, sing it to the past
now all my friends are leaving, it's moving so damn fast
I'll figure it out with nowhere to go
I got my cigarettes and I got my radio.
Now I'm back on track, back on the run
I carry this guitar like some old tommy gun.
Somebody said they did it, that I could do it too
I put those words down, now I'm saying them to you.
I know it's death or glory, there ain't nothing I fear
I won't have a regret, it's gonna be my year
so if you feel beaten, and your legs feel weak
well get up off the floor, and start singing to the beat.
We sing this song, sing it to the past
now all my friends are leaving, it's moving so damn fast
I'll figure it out with nowhere to go
I got my cigarettes and I got my radio.
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