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Tekster: Dang We're On Fire. East Coast Vs. West Coast.

Hey kid, you're makin' this so easy now.
What the hell am I looking out for?
I've never seen this far, before.

This is it, I'm forgetting everything we were;
I'm forgetting every word I heard,
'Cause it never made much sense
At all, until right now.

Now, I'm leavin' town, for a while;
And I hope you don't need me to make your pretty face smile.
Now, I'm runnin' from the east coast to west coast, for you.

I feel sick,
Almost everytime I think of you.
I think of all the things you put me through;
How you made my life like hell, oh well.

I'm fuckin' pissed!
You know I'm really over you (know I'm really)
So now I'll just find my way to Orlando to tell them the truth;
The truth all about you.

And now, I'm leavin' town, for a while;
I hope you don't need me to make your pretty face smile.
Now, I'm runnin' from the east coast to west coast, for you.

And every word I ever said, never really mattered.
And anyone I've ever met, their chances were in *__*
Now, I'm runnin' from the east coast to west coast, for you.

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(Now, I'm leavin' town, for a while)
(I hope you don't need me to make your pretty face smile)
Pretty face smile!
Every word I ever said, never really mattered.
Anyone I've ever met, their chances were in *__*
Now, I'm runnin' from the east coast to west coast, for you.
I'm runnin' from the east coast to west coast for you.
I'm runnin' from the east coast to west coast for you