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Some bullshit escape
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Some bullshit escape Lyrics
Some bullshit escape by The Good Life
The fevers getting worse
There’s a lot of that going ‘round
I packed a duffle bag
With some clothes from the attic
It’s getting colder in the evening
I hocked my pocket watch
And a couple old guitars
I could hardly stand to play them
I drew all my savings out
Closed my bank account
And stuck my money in the glove box
I drove away on Monday
I couldn't say where I was going to
It was just something I had to do
I was bored of it by Thursday
Driving aimlessly down aimless interstates
Searching for cues-yeah, for you
And I don't know where you are...
I guess I haven't looked too hard
I think I'm afraid I might find you
Xanadu or Shangri La?
Is it anything like Omaha?
I called in sick on Monday
I was already off the next couple of days
Some bullsh*t escape
I was back to work on Thursday
Yeah, the fever’s gone
I think I got it beat
The fever bit me, yeah it bit me,
I’ve been sleeping
And taking things
I think I got it beat
And I don’t know where you are
I bet I’ll never find you out
There’s a lot of that going ‘round
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