2024년 5월 16일 목요일

New Junk City - Come Tomorrow


 VERSE 1 
Come tomorrow
I’ll be on my way to the coast
Alone
Trying to figure out
What you couldn’t do on your own

 Chorus 
You didn’t want to die
Five miles from your birth
All you wanted
What you’d never known before
Just to feel that sun in January
And hear the beach bums catcall
The pretty girls in their bikinis
Just to feel those crashing August waves
Sink your feet in the Pacific
Let your old life wash away

 VERSE 2 
I threw my car in reverse
Backed away
From the only home I’ve known
Heading west to put my eyes on
All the places that you never got to go

 Chorus 
I refuse to diе
Five miles from my birth
All I want
Is what I’ve nеver known before
I wanna feel that sun in January
And hear the beach bums catcall
The pretty girls in their bikinis
Just to feel those crashing August waves
Sink my feet in the Pacific
Let your memory wash away
Sink my feet in the Pacific

Let your memory wash away 

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