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Goodbye In Gasoline
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My lungs are aching

From the cold from being outside.

And the windows in my car

Have started to fog up.

And it's colder then I remember it ever being in Florida.



My stomach's burning

And the stereo in this car is screaming so loud.

It's 3 am

I'm just starting to wake up.

And it's darker then I remember it ever being in Florida.



The saddest song always plays

On the radio on the coldest days,

Just when I'm saying goodbye in gasoline.

It's the only way I know



My head in spinning

And this engine is humming and clicking in time.

To the pounding in my head

And this heart on my sleeve

And it's quieter then I remember.

And it can go on forever.



Do you know how many times

How many times I've counted the signs of State lines

and roads I've known.

I know, this time, feels like goodbye.



My lungs are aching

From the cold from stading outside.

And it's no surprise that we're fucked up.

But you're colder then I remember

you ever being in FloridaMy lungs are aching

From the cold from being outside.

And the windows in my car

Have started to fog up.

And it's colder then I remember it ever being in Florida.



My stomach's burning

And the stereo in this car is screaming so loud.

It's 3 am

I'm just starting to wake up.

And it's darker then I remember it ever being in Florida.



The saddest song always plays

On the radio on the coldest days,

Just when I'm saying goodbye in gasoline.

It's the only way I know



My head in spinning

And this engine is humming and clicking in time.

To the pounding in my head

And this heart on my sleeve

And it's quieter then I remember.

And it can go on forever.



Do you know how many times

How many times I've counted the signs of State lines

and roads I've known.

I know, this time, feels like goodbye.



My lungs are aching

From the cold from stading outside.

And it's no surprise that we're fucked up.

But you're colder then I remember

you ever being in Florida.










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