Sludge

The thought of that just makes me wanna cry
So send a plume of smoke into the night sky
We get up on the freeway
Wild in our ways
Said it's all right with me
Have a nice time today

In the 7-11 parking lot
Until we roll over to the next spot
We get up on the freeway
A queen and her king
Said it's all right with me and then my heart starts to sing

We get up on the freeway and our breath stinks of alcohol
You said it matters nothing of what God thinks
She kills us all

We get up on the freeway and our breath reeks of alcohol
I said it matters nothing cuz when God speaks
She kills us all
We get up on the freeway
Free as a bird
Said it matters nothing of the lies that you heard
End up back at your place at the dawning
Holding you so close that I can feel you breathe
I would never leave
I would never leave

At 5 AM the plane is crashing down



Credits
Writer(s): Kathryn Sarah Goodman, Monica Cassia Grzymkowski, Alexandra Rae Koehler
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