Graceland

I'm on my way to Graceland
Stole a lighter at the gas station
Sometimes I commit a sin just feel like a kid
I do bad things for a reaction

Morse code through the hotel walls
Texting's never been my thing at all
Razor cuts on the lady at the till
God knows I'm cursed, always put myself first

I won't fall asleep at the wheel
We had this dream that was grand
I wrote you a promise on a napkin
That I get to Graceland

There's a two for one on tickets
Commercialising somebody's death
There's merchandise everywhere in Memphis
Crying fans queued in line then used the discount code

I won't fall asleep at the wheel
We had this dream that was grand
I wrote you a promise on a napkin
That I get to Graceland

I get to Graceland
I get to Graceland
I get to Graceland



Credits
Writer(s): Bailey Tomkinson
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