Six Going On Seven Valentine They're Dropping Like Flies
This place needs some new blood welcomed into the fold.
You talk like it's sacrosanct, but everyone needs a
dose.
I'd like to think that I am close enough to smell the
sales pitch,
won't fall for the bait and switch.
Hey Valentine, people drop like flies.
Die of boredom, waste of time.
White lines on the interstate
hypnotize me; half awake
back home it rains like this all the time.
Wash it away, make room for more.
Simple lives spent keeping score.
Hey Valentine, people drop like flies.
I'd like to think we could get out in time.
White lines on the interstate
hypnotize me; half awake
back home it rains like this all the time.
White lines on the interstate
hypnotize me; half awake
back home it feels like this all the time.
And that's fine.
White lines on the interstate
hypnotize me; half awake
back home it rains like this all the time.
White lines on the interstate
hypnotize me; half awake
back home it rains like this all the time.
