Tytuł: Pleather

• Wykonawca: Strung Out
• Wyświetleń: 202

Another lazy afternoon still fresh inside my head
  The sun beats down as we drive around no expectations to hold us down
  That car would take us anywhere, just be back before the sun
  We drive right into that easy place where you are father and I am son
  
  We're going for a drive
  It's all in my mind
  
  The smell of pleather and gasoline, our chrome starts to rust
  The years that separate us now are the years we lost to our mistrust
  I'm sorry for my absence but it isn't all my fault
  I've come to a place where I can say that I'm not angry at you anymore
  
  We're going for a drive
  It's all in my mind
  
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  Looking straight ahead I'll be alright tonight
  
  I look inside myself and find a piece of you in spite of me
  It's getting easier to accept that I've become a lot like you again
  I look inside myself and find a way out of this tangled web
  I'm doing things to spite you now
  I'm doing things to tear me down
  So turn the radio up and we'll sit inside a memory
  A silent moment locked in time
  A signal that it'll be alright well
  
  It's getting easier to live every day
  I look inside myself and I find a piece of you.
  
  Thanks to Keith (ss_bad_religion@hotmail.com) for these lyrics