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the motorcycle industry - angela كلمات الأغنية

well i have bit too many bullets
and spit the lead out of my chest
and have walked too many miles
to end up in these dead ends
so rest those pretty eyes, girl
keep your pretty hands away from mine
fall asleep with liars cause’ we’re falling all the time

and you’re just waiting for that night
we come to spill our guts
you’re just waitin’ for that boy to put those dirty, filthy hands all over us
“my love, did we keep it going long enough
to stay afloat for another week?”
and, “hey sweetheart
write your name across my bathroom floor
and we’ll rest in peace.”

well i spent my last paycheck
on a ticket to your home
sleeping on the train is much better than sleeping all alone

i hope he always holds you when it’s cold outside
i hope he always kisses your head
i hope he thinks you’re thinking of him when you’re pretending i am dead

but you’re just waiting for that night
we come to spill our guts
you’re just waitin’ for that boy to put those dirty, filthy hands all over us
“my love, did we keep it going long enough
to stay afloat for another week?”
and, “hey sweetheart
write your name across my bathroom floor
and we’ll rest in peace.”

don’t take it personally
i’ve got a billion girls all keepin’ sight of me
don’t smile when you sleep
cause’ we’ll be coming around to ruin
all of your dreams
your dreams

and, “oh my love, i trust in myself or too much
and now it’s gone to h-ll.”
and, “hey sweetheart
write your name across my bedroom wall
and i’ll promise that i will keep to myself.”

- the motorcycle industry

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