Sunshine and my favourite song
Beers in the garden is where I'm coming from
Simple as it may seem
It's the little things that really help me be
Caught up in a free snowstorm twisted thoughts are gonna send you home
Driving down narrow roads led by signs you've evidently marred
It's over you fell when you told her
What does ten years mean to you
And so the walls have eyes accompanied with a nasty bite
Shacked up in a homemade cell
Waiting for someone to treat me well
Take me off to the sea
A life by the tide is where my thoughts run free
Caught up in a free snowstorm twisted thoughts are gonna send you home
Driving down narrow roads led by signs you've evidentally marred
It's over you fell when you told her
What does ten years mean to you
And so the walls have eyes accompanied with a nasty bite
Jimmy sort your sour highs
Garsa - Jimmy Sour Highs Lyrics
Garsa - Jimmy Sour Highs Lyrics
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Sunshine and my favourite song
Beers in the garden is where I'm coming from
Simple as it may seem
It's the little things that really help me be
Caught up in a free snowstorm twisted thoughts are gonna send you home
Driving down narrow roads led by signs you've evidently marred
It's over you fell when you told her
What does ten years mean to you
And so the walls have eyes accompanied with a nasty bite
Shacked up in a homemade cell
Waiting for someone to treat me well
Take me off to the sea
A life by the tide is where my thoughts run free
Caught up in a free snowstorm twisted thoughts are gonna send you home
Driving down narrow roads led by signs you've evidentally marred
It's over you fell when you told her
What does ten years mean to you
And so the walls have eyes accompanied with a nasty bite
Jimmy sort your sour highs
Beers in the garden is where I'm coming from
Simple as it may seem
It's the little things that really help me be
Caught up in a free snowstorm twisted thoughts are gonna send you home
Driving down narrow roads led by signs you've evidently marred
It's over you fell when you told her
What does ten years mean to you
And so the walls have eyes accompanied with a nasty bite
Shacked up in a homemade cell
Waiting for someone to treat me well
Take me off to the sea
A life by the tide is where my thoughts run free
Caught up in a free snowstorm twisted thoughts are gonna send you home
Driving down narrow roads led by signs you've evidentally marred
It's over you fell when you told her
What does ten years mean to you
And so the walls have eyes accompanied with a nasty bite
Jimmy sort your sour highs
Writer: Martin Garside
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music