license, registration. phil ain't got none. i
can't stop thinking what these fields and shores
looked like before we all had to drive. highways
mark like a scar. concrete cuts like a knife. it
could happen tomorrow. this place is gonna burn to
the fucking ground. but i hope it doesn't. i don't
want to die without you around. because i miss
you. so let's ride out of the city. before it's
lights that change for no one and burned out
buildings. let's make connections count like a
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/49cHclock while we still have the time. the taste of
tobacco don't remind me of you anymore. it just
makes me think how i'm gonna die. we're all gonna
die. if you don't smoke the water's fucking
poison. all these lit up billboards and bright
city lights can't keep all the stars from coming
out tonight. yeah the sun's gonna rise and light
this cold dead city. it's all gonna burn but we
are still alive