Pulling Strings Songtext
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Sometimes i think i see you on the streets
sometimes i think you are walking using my feet
sometimes reality clashes and im near defeat
reeling from the scene, a bad fucking dream
just guide me home..
8 ball. 40 oz. a grassy hill on haight street.
i remember the time we were more than brothers
we were partners in crime.
drunk on a weekday afternoon was it the first time?
sometimes i think you are walking using my feet
sometimes reality clashes and im near defeat
reeling from the scene, a bad fucking dream
just guide me home..
8 ball. 40 oz. a grassy hill on haight street.
i remember the time we were more than brothers
we were partners in crime.
drunk on a weekday afternoon was it the first time?
i remember the last. never thought i would
have to write this song.
Maybe theres someone whos pulling
the strings just for fun
maybe theres no one at all
either way its a shitty story
bad luck, wrong time. its all the same
you know this line.just try not to have any regrets
i wonder why youve gone
i wonder where youve gone
always knew youd be gone
have to write this song.
Maybe theres someone whos pulling
the strings just for fun
maybe theres no one at all
either way its a shitty story
bad luck, wrong time. its all the same
you know this line.just try not to have any regrets
i wonder why youve gone
i wonder where youve gone
always knew youd be gone
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