Dollars and Dimes

Driving north on 75
And I've got you on my mind
Whenever I think of tomorrow
I wonder what roads I will find

So which road should I follow?
It's full of dodgy yellow signs
And I know its full of sorrows
But I've known this whole time

And so I wonder if there is a future
Between me and you
But my minds made, its ripped at the sutures
Its spewing rotten ooze

Travelling there on a dime
Not a dollar to my name
But I wanna make it my life
So I think it'll be ok

And so I wonder if there is a future
Between me and you
But my minds made, its ripped at the sutures
Its spewing rotten ooze

Ah-Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah-Ah



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Boyd, Nicholas Firlej
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