Pawnshop Dollar Bills

Call off the bets
I've lost all confidence
There ain't nothing left
To be holdin'

Just like souvenirs
Check on pawnshop dollar bills
Everything is still
Nothing's growin'

I'm too tired
I'm burning in a fire
Everything I own
I'm golden

If I had a dream
They would give me anything
I'd be seeing you again
In the mornin'



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Writer(s): Ryan Gustafson
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