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Tor Miller

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(album: Surviving The Suburbs - 2018)


He started selling drugs for the money
Putting some to the side
Getting fucked up on your own supply
Riding with the same group of guys
We used to hide away from
And now we're so caught up
Tryna make it instead
That I cut you off just to get ahead
Scared that you were dragging me
Deeper down into the mud

Woah oh!
What have we done
Because you and I could've had
Whatever we wanted
But we were two punk kids
Though the costs were always fronted
Our bro was only stunting though
And we were always picked back up
And I watched you
As you turned your back to our class
Embarrassed by the money
That our folks had
Man, I was too
But I only tried to strengthen the [?]

And ohh, we sit
Where we used to rest
Smoke cigarettes
And watch the sun set
Over our town
And the plans that we laid
As we fade, as we fade

And I don't really know where we should start
We were so damn different and born to drift apart
Maybe all we had in common
Was the love for the drugs
But I can still feel you pushing
Right down on my chest
Where I cross my arms
And force my last breath
We were always willing to risk the blackout
For a shot at the buzz

And ohh, we sit
Where we used to rest
Smoke cigarettes
And watch the sun set
Slow to the ground
Cast in its scene
As we fade, as we fade

You're probably drunk
At the local bar
On a Wednesday afternoon
With the same old face
As they never had the guts to move
And I live back in my parents house
With no clue what to do
Maybe quit the dream
And pick back up the school

And ohh, we sit
Where we used to rest
Smoke cigarettes
And watch the sun set
And I hit you up
To see how you've been
You say you've been better
But you want to hang again
Though we both know
That promises made
Only fade, only fade
Only fade

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