Theplacebeyondthepines
I wanna do two in one day
I wanna do the Trust Co in Brandywine
And when all those fucking pigs are after me
I wanna split out the back, I wanna go down to Rotterdam
And I wanna do that First National
You know something Luke?
If you ride like lightning
You're gonna crash like thunder
Open the door
There's dirt on my face
Smoking on draw yeah
I'm feeling disgraced
This pain been etched into my soul
Just like roots, I let it grow
I'm in the Place Beyond the Pines
Dirt bike with them racks on me
Fireman with that axe on me
And I'm smoking on gasoline
I'm in the Place Beyond the Pines
Feels like I'm running out of time
Can't see you be nothing but mine
Now I'm trapped, I'm stuck, I'm in a bind
You don't know what it takes
I was dead for seven days
You're like heroin, I'm addicted
Your love feels so real, it ain't no fiction
You hang with snakes, you get constricted
You sit & wait and nothing's different
I'm in the dark, I'm shadow restricted
I'm sick and tired of living
Chains on me
Keep me tied down
Took the pain for free
Feel it right now
If they send for me
Then we slide out
I been smoking weed
I don't even feel high now
What can I do to provide?
I pray for you, every single night
For a better life
And to survive
And to keep you right by my side
Open the door
There's dirt on my face
Smoking on draw yeah
I'm feeling disgraced
This pain been etched into my soul
Just like roots, I let it grow
I'm in the Place Beyond the Pines
Dirt bike with them racks on me
Fireman with that axe on me
And I'm smoking on gasoline
I'm in the Place Beyond the Pines
I'm not gonna let you bring us both down
Fuck that don't be such a fucking pussy
No, it's over, can't do it, won't do it
You made your fucking choice
Fuck you
I'm done
You're fucking done?
Yeah
You're done?
I wanna do the Trust Co in Brandywine
And when all those fucking pigs are after me
I wanna split out the back, I wanna go down to Rotterdam
And I wanna do that First National
You know something Luke?
If you ride like lightning
You're gonna crash like thunder
Open the door
There's dirt on my face
Smoking on draw yeah
I'm feeling disgraced
This pain been etched into my soul
Just like roots, I let it grow
I'm in the Place Beyond the Pines
Dirt bike with them racks on me
Fireman with that axe on me
And I'm smoking on gasoline
I'm in the Place Beyond the Pines
Feels like I'm running out of time
Can't see you be nothing but mine
Now I'm trapped, I'm stuck, I'm in a bind
You don't know what it takes
I was dead for seven days
You're like heroin, I'm addicted
Your love feels so real, it ain't no fiction
You hang with snakes, you get constricted
You sit & wait and nothing's different
I'm in the dark, I'm shadow restricted
I'm sick and tired of living
Chains on me
Keep me tied down
Took the pain for free
Feel it right now
If they send for me
Then we slide out
I been smoking weed
I don't even feel high now
What can I do to provide?
I pray for you, every single night
For a better life
And to survive
And to keep you right by my side
Open the door
There's dirt on my face
Smoking on draw yeah
I'm feeling disgraced
This pain been etched into my soul
Just like roots, I let it grow
I'm in the Place Beyond the Pines
Dirt bike with them racks on me
Fireman with that axe on me
And I'm smoking on gasoline
I'm in the Place Beyond the Pines
I'm not gonna let you bring us both down
Fuck that don't be such a fucking pussy
No, it's over, can't do it, won't do it
You made your fucking choice
Fuck you
I'm done
You're fucking done?
Yeah
You're done?
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Writer(s): Arthur Pravda
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