My Suburban
Late nights, is it worth it in the long haul?
My friends left me on a phone call
They call me boring I just wanna stay
Live my life my own way
My own vices crowd me on the weekend
I'm surprised I wasn't told to get bent
Needed a fix for a lonely guy
But cheap ass and yeast just don't feel right
I'm done taking the long way home
I don't wanna escape from the burden
I wanna be who I really am
Black hearts, strip bars, and my suburban
Lost track of my time last year
Drowning myself in nude and sacred lovers
So let's get away from here
I need some time to recover
Fuck priorities I thought I was past that
What's the use aside from bragging rights, man?
Crime rate is steady rising high
The longer I'm here, the more I wanna die
I know there's something else out there
Call me cliché but I'm going anywhere
Pack my bags and run away
I'm tired of this I can't stay
I'm done taking the long way home
I don't wanna escape from the burden
I wanna be who I really am
Black hearts, strip bars, and my suburban
Lost track of my time last year
Drowning myself in nude and sacred lovers
So let's get away from here
I need some time to recover
I'm done taking the long way home
I don't wanna escape from the burden
I wanna be who I really am
Black hearts, strip bars, and my suburban
Lost track of my time last year
Drowning myself in nude and sacred lovers
So let's get away from here
I need some time to recover
My friends left me on a phone call
They call me boring I just wanna stay
Live my life my own way
My own vices crowd me on the weekend
I'm surprised I wasn't told to get bent
Needed a fix for a lonely guy
But cheap ass and yeast just don't feel right
I'm done taking the long way home
I don't wanna escape from the burden
I wanna be who I really am
Black hearts, strip bars, and my suburban
Lost track of my time last year
Drowning myself in nude and sacred lovers
So let's get away from here
I need some time to recover
Fuck priorities I thought I was past that
What's the use aside from bragging rights, man?
Crime rate is steady rising high
The longer I'm here, the more I wanna die
I know there's something else out there
Call me cliché but I'm going anywhere
Pack my bags and run away
I'm tired of this I can't stay
I'm done taking the long way home
I don't wanna escape from the burden
I wanna be who I really am
Black hearts, strip bars, and my suburban
Lost track of my time last year
Drowning myself in nude and sacred lovers
So let's get away from here
I need some time to recover
I'm done taking the long way home
I don't wanna escape from the burden
I wanna be who I really am
Black hearts, strip bars, and my suburban
Lost track of my time last year
Drowning myself in nude and sacred lovers
So let's get away from here
I need some time to recover
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Writer(s): Ryan O'neal
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