Paroles Rumble Seats & Running Boards de Cleveland Bound Death Sentence

Cleveland Bound Death Sentence
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What about the time wrestling to turn off the radio
Nights on the old mattress out in the park in the cold
What about the future we tried so hard to hide from
I think it's never gonna come again
One more party, one more show
One more chance to go downtown and stand around
Anything to keep from being alone
That's the only thing we couldn't do
On the street with some fools I called friends
Didn't know better or the difference then
And wasting time wasn't a crime
What about the time wrestling to turn off the radio
Night on the old mattress out in the park in the cold
What about the future we were so scared would never come
Is this what we were afraid of
What about the nights drinking down at passout
Tasha found a hundred dollars wet on the sidewalk
Split three ways enough for two bags of speed
And five hundred copies of my motherfucking fanzine
On the street with some fools I called friends
Didn't know better or the difference then
And wasting time wasn't a crime
I mean, I think it is now

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