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Surfer Girl

Clocked Out

 

Clocked Out


Beat down and broken up
Is the road enough?
Clocked out and dangerous anyway
There's little chance I'll pick you up
Gotta catch the sun
For a little taste of freedom won
Day by day

Got a real taste for cheating a bloodlust for selling
My soul I know
But I won't stop believing my path leads to curves
And a home
Wicked beasts of warm seasons stay scheming they're best left alone
Day dreaming of parts and hearts unknown

Stay bright alive and let go
While dreams of warm seasons take hold

I been running around this no good town
These streets are getting lonely
Everybody's got a say but no one really knows me
These New York minutes take a toll
It's time to take it slowly yeah

But I been in the mix since I was a kid
Man that patience is a bitch we build it brick by brick
I'll be moving on the slick till its real vioa la
Enough gas in the tank 'til the wheels fall off

So I rock and roll for both a soul and static of my youth
And fuck y'all not hearing is your television screwed
Buddy risk that soldier jet ahead don't close your eyes
So I'll bleed

Cold confession love I'll wear it on my sleeve
And she plays a touch and lays right next to me
Come on roll on closer you'll get no closure
Pain ahead don't waste your time

Wicked beasts of warm seasons you know that they're best left alone
Crowd pleasing caught scheming hearts of stone
Last place in my race for the throne
'Cause God knows I'm taking it slow

Stay bright alive and let go
While dreams of warm seasons take hold

Beat down and broken up
Is the road enough?
Clocked out and dangerous anyway
There's little chance I'll pick you up
Gotta catch the sun
For a little taste of freedom won
Day by day

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