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Changing seasons
Still stuck in limbo
It’s harder than I thought
Tryna find my way home
I drum the same beat
With every footfall
And faking routines
Driving with my eyes closed

I got a pattern but the pattern needs a fix
I been drumming this line too long
I like the system but the system is flawed
And I can’t see the right from the wrong

We got the same crowds hitting the same things
We got the same rules and bend ‘em the same ways
I let this cold wind blow in my face too long
But the routines live on

You say the same shit
How ‘bout some silence
You’re getting so damn loud
Words are getting violent
We drink the same juice
And chase the same guys
We shed the same tears
Toss and turning all night

I got a pattern but the pattern needs a fix
I been drumming this line too long
I like the system but the system is flawed
And I can’t see the right from the wrong

We got the same crowds hitting the same things
We got the same rules and bend ‘em the same ways
I let this cold wind blow in my face too long
But the routines live on

We’re all rock ‘n roll baby
We’re tripping out on the same things
We’re tugging, pulling, gripping, hanging
Onto the same dreams
All night long
We’re all rock ‘n roll baby
We’re tripping out on the same things
We’re tugging, pulling, gripping, hanging
Onto the same dreams
All night long

We got the same crowds hitting the same things
We got the same rules and bend ‘em the same ways
I let this cold wind blow in my face too long
But the routines live on

We got the same crowds hitting the same things
We got the same rules and bend ‘em the same ways
I let this cold wind blow in my face too long
But the routines live on

Text přidal DevilDan

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