More Sweet Soul Lyrics
Headaches, handshakes, little blue pills to take
I got my stereo on ten, I'm screaming Connely's pain
And I want to make it louder, louder, louder, louder
To drown out the sound of the road under the tires
Yeah, I want, I want, I want it, want it [x3]
Yeah, I want, I want, I want, I want to fuck you
Don't tell me, tell me what I already know
(Dress me up, mess me up, I'm ready to go) [x4]
Long sighs, sad eyes and twelve hour drives
Ten minutes on the phone it never feels like enough
But I want you to know that In Philly it's cold
I'm sick with twenty-two days to go
Twenty-one days to go
Twenty full days to go
I count them down but they just get
Longer, longer, longer, longer, longer
And all the hours, they stretch like all the miles
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They run together like the thoughts in my head
While I try to remember the last words I said
Don't tell me, tell me what I already know
(Dress me up, mess me up, I'm ready to go) [x4]
Don't tell me, tell me, what I already know [x4]
Yeah I want to, yeah I want to go
