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letra de 55mph up floyd st - godinho

[hook]

going fifty-five down these residential roads
straight down the street hoping that i hit the pole
slam the brakes last minute maybe i can’t save my soul
but i’ll deal with that tomorrow i don’t know if imma make it home
going fifty-five down these residential roads
straight down the street hoping that i hit the pole
slam the brakes last minute maybe i can’t save my soul
but i’ll deal with that tomorrow i don’t know if imma make it home
[verse 1]

when you laugh the whole world tends to laugh with you
when you cry you cry alone
begging for someone to fill the hole
can’t escape the desolation watch it all unfold
barren landscapes for the devastation screaming to behold
everyone’s invited to my pity party
please don’t eat the cake it’s pumped with poison
i will not be saying sorry
all it takes is one taste then you’re hooked for life
leatherface inside the bas-m-nt how i love a pretty knife

[hook]

going fifty-five down these residential roads
straight shot down the street hoping that i hit the pole
slam the brakes last minute maybe i can’t save my soul
but i’ll deal with that tomorrow i don’t know if imma make it home
going fifty-five down these residential roads
straight down the street hoping that i hit the pole
slam the brakes last minute maybe i can’t save my soul
but i’ll deal with that tomorrow i don’t know if imma make it home

[verse 2]
hanging from the gallows noose is made from barbed wire
drowning in the fire take my tongue for being such a liar
smoke is in the air, and it’s not the burnout from the tires
thc can suffocate when all you focus on is getting higher
load my system up with narcotics
i don’t think i’m getting better overdose on psychotropics
i should take a trip, dabble in the psychonautics
it’s hard to see the colors when your eyes are carved from onyx

[hook]

going fifty-five down these residential roads
straight shot down the street hoping that i hit the pole
slam the brakes last minute maybe i can’t save my soul
but i’ll deal with that tomorrow i don’t know if imma make it home
going fifty-five down these residential roads
straight down the street hoping that i hit the pole
slam the brakes last minute maybe i can save my soul
but i’ll deal with that tomorrow
once i know that i will make it home

[verse 3]

wait a second wait a minute think i’m trapped again
endless cycle in this purgatory but this is the end
i gotta break the loop, can’t get lost inside my mind
or i’ll crash the car again and i’ll be right back at the starting line
last time i checked i was going nowhere
so how the h-ll did i get here i think i’ll just start to prepare
to make amends be okay with all my feelings
make it to my room cry it out and just stare at the ceiling

- godinho

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