Lyrics
Stoned, with your head down low
On a grey September day
We used to light the match
And lose our heads out in the street
Holes, in the jeans get old
And your shoes don’t hold your feet
we could all turn back now
But hell I’d say that’s just too easy
You get your head
Spinning way out
Out of here
Waking
Ain’t so bad no more
When your
Clothes were on my floor
And I hope
You don’t find the door
On your way home
Then morning rise
I see you’re gone
I’m gonna hang my head
Like the night before
Over something you did..
You get
My head
Spinning way out
I’m Having trouble moving along
But my back is strong
And my boots are on
But her favourite song
Are my favourite songs
So How can I move along?
How can I move along
You get my head
Spinning way out
Outta here, yeah
Outta here, yeah
You get my head
Spinning way out
Outta here, yeah
Outta here, yeah