Pollard
I know, here it goes: talks on Tim's porch, am I stuck?
Oh no, I never know do real friends grow old or get fucked up?
Left on cruise control (just like going slow while I can)
Shit shows, mobile homes, five bucks, long walks to the van
When you see I'm going out again, do you wonder where I've been?
Yeah so, laying low: that's all we wrote, that's tough luck
Stone's throw even though moved out, moved far where I'm from
When you hear I'm coming home again, do you wonder where I've been?
Oh no, I never know do real friends grow old or get fucked up?
Left on cruise control (just like going slow while I can)
Shit shows, mobile homes, five bucks, long walks to the van
When you see I'm going out again, do you wonder where I've been?
Yeah so, laying low: that's all we wrote, that's tough luck
Stone's throw even though moved out, moved far where I'm from
When you hear I'm coming home again, do you wonder where I've been?
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Writer(s): Oliver Houston
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