I used to sit around and wonder how
People fall into a trap just to stumble like the fourth time


And it's all a piece of a harmony
To fall Texas servity
Second nature to the youth scene

It's a must see

Understand it's a curse

You've got trouble in your blood
Write a song second verse
Underneath it there's a love

Recognize the things you do
You're making mess for baby, you know who
It sounds impossible but man it's true

You are the back, the back seat of this town

I bought your record out on cherry red

It wasn't good well it was great
I believed it was the next step
Somebody phoned and said the dream is dead

He's just busy counting coppers
Man it makes me see red


And it's all a part of a balance set
You don't deserve all the love you have
It's the fruit of life, but you throw it away like candy


Understand it's a curse
You've got trouble in your blood

Write a song second verse
Underneath it there's a love
Recognize the things you do

You're making mess for baby, you know who

Understand it's a curse

You've got trouble in your blood
Write a song second verse
Underneath it there's a love

Recognize the things you do
You're making mess for baby, you know who
It sounds impossible but man it's true

You are the back, the backseat of this town

I've been boxing a match for one

Seven days in the Berlin sun
All kinds of money and too much time I've been running
Around once with town in a circle game

Double fists and a single shame
Oh, I am lost and lonely in the arms of London
She cries


I never would've done it
I never would've lied

I never would've done it
I never would've slashed my parent's trust
I never would've slashed my parent's trust


I never would've done it
I never would've lied

I never would've done it
I never would've slashed my parent's trust
I never would've slashed my parent's trust

If I thought for a moment you would leave me with my big dreams

Slightly out of reach

Techno on the beach
I bet you ever seen my million dollar shirt
You have to give it up and try

The future you deny
Underneath it all there's a motive to the voice


Understand it's a curse
You've got trouble in your blood
Write a song second verse

Underneath it there's a love
Recognize the things you do
You're making mess for baby, you know who

Understand it's a curse

You've got trouble in your blood
Write a song second verse
Underneath it there's a love
Recognize the things you do
You're making mess for baby, you know who

It sounds impossible but man it's true
You are the back, the backseat of this town

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DONT SUE ME PLEASE