Artist: Noah Kahan
the ride
They don't say a lot, but they know every inch of
this drive
If these trees started talkin', I bet you they'd only
talk shit
'Cause we never do anythin' real, we just talk
about it
bugs are just startin' to die
someone who wins every time
it's too late to try
I swear I did bettеr this time
Ooh, hm
Ooh, hm
Ooh, hm
Ooh, hm
Oh, everythin' you see out hеre
will die
Oh, it's a matter of time
'Til it's fields of ice and
reflector lights
'Til it's our town, mm
I will provide
I know the traffic light you can speed
right by
'Cause the camera's down
I ignore 'em when they wave
on 89
The minute that
September hits
I'm goin' off my medicine, oh
pointless night
Oh, and the feelin' of
bein' alive
For the first time in a long time
Oh, we're a drawin' of a place, we're a photo on
the fridge
They mined copper for years, oh, there was nothin' left
to dig
It's a place where most kids, just grow up and
have kids
Who grow up and have kids, who build homes for the
rich, oh
Oh, everythin' you see out hеre
will die
Oh, it's a matter of time
'Til it's fields of ice and
reflector lights
'Til it's our town
'Til it's our town
'Til it's our town
'Cause it's ours now
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