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so it goes, on and on

a steady heartbeat and southern discomfort
i can ruin your night or shake your hand for what it's worth
and i know my way around
i have a name you've heard when it comes to the sound


this town reminds me of cheap beer
drunken car rides and before bed tears
pigs and late nights,
an unkind story line and a steady neon light
now i'm tired because life's always a fight
and i don't have to say everything's alright
fuck it, i still don't have an answer


Written by yamaha
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