Cloud Control - Buffalo Country lyrics
[Cloud Control - Buffalo Country lyrics]
This is my old shirt
A lifetime of your hard work
It's in the crown, the magic dust
Everything you love is going to rust
Don't turn around, eyes forward high, low
I walk you down our street it's too far gone
We're late again 7: 10 and it's on my friend
You and I embrace the same tangled (hoops?)
But there's still is one to blame
Don't turn around, eyes forward high, low
Carry you down our street
There's no such thing as a morning walk
It's your excuse to just come and talk
We're growing old as you're growing dead
At least we spent these years
And tears in trying
And I'm not leaving you behind high, low
Bury you under our street high, low
Bury you under our street
A lifetime of your hard work
It's in the crown, the magic dust
Everything you love is going to rust
Don't turn around, eyes forward high, low
I walk you down our street it's too far gone
We're late again 7: 10 and it's on my friend
You and I embrace the same tangled (hoops?)
But there's still is one to blame
Don't turn around, eyes forward high, low
Carry you down our street
There's no such thing as a morning walk
It's your excuse to just come and talk
We're growing old as you're growing dead
At least we spent these years
And tears in trying
And I'm not leaving you behind high, low
Bury you under our street high, low
Bury you under our street