Song | The Guest |
Artist | The Bouncing Souls |
Album | Complete Control Sessions |
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Lost somewhere and trying to find a place to belong to | |
the empty alleys and parking lots is where I'll be | |
when everyone goes home | |
I like what I see it's nothing special to me | |
and nothing's coming down on me | |
I think of a place a time or a face | |
staring out at the stars in the sky | |
there's so many of them | |
and we're drivin' by | |
I like what I see it's nothing special to me | |
and nothing's coming down on me |