Testo di City of Gainesville

We have our master plan bottled and canned living in the 352 Steps 1 and 2: walk home drunk wake up confused with a stranger next to you The copied costumes and conversation seem to be totally making This into a strip mall kind of town I use my credit card to buy alcohol student loan spent at the mall and I I may be going broke, but I'm never broken down We have our history just you and me but our future gets tucked away Steps 3 and 4: staying drunk sit on this porch planning out how to escape Cause were two truck stops off the interstate promised land with a twist of fame Were a town for all the lost and found So sleep tight in this smoky room still buzzed from this afternoon and I I may be going broke, but I'm never broken down