Your words are driftwood in the foam
Washed ashore, unsure at home
Roll upon the phantom stone
A heart to heart in the middle of the road
Bowling in tehachapi
Mcdonalds correctional facility
Traffic stops dead on 15
Nothing is as it seems
Is it a streetlamp or evangeline
That follows me singing me off to sleep
Pulls my gaze into dream
Our talks on the phone just make me miss you more and more and more and more
Pink floyd double queen suite
Im tired of smoking weed in sim city
Traffic stops dead on 15
Nothing is as it seems
Hooplah! - Mcdonalds Correctional Facility Lyrics
Hooplah! - Mcdonalds Correctional Facility Lyrics
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Your words are driftwood in the foam
Washed ashore, unsure at home
Roll upon the phantom stone
A heart to heart in the middle of the road
Bowling in tehachapi
Mcdonalds correctional facility
Traffic stops dead on 15
Nothing is as it seems
Is it a streetlamp or evangeline
That follows me singing me off to sleep
Pulls my gaze into dream
Our talks on the phone just make me miss you more and more and more and more
Pink floyd double queen suite
Im tired of smoking weed in sim city
Traffic stops dead on 15
Nothing is as it seems
Washed ashore, unsure at home
Roll upon the phantom stone
A heart to heart in the middle of the road
Bowling in tehachapi
Mcdonalds correctional facility
Traffic stops dead on 15
Nothing is as it seems
Is it a streetlamp or evangeline
That follows me singing me off to sleep
Pulls my gaze into dream
Our talks on the phone just make me miss you more and more and more and more
Pink floyd double queen suite
Im tired of smoking weed in sim city
Traffic stops dead on 15
Nothing is as it seems
Writer: Colin Frost
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid