Baby I'm runnin away, while the sun still burns
Whisky don't sting anymore, so I'm drivin
And now the air don't taste the same, in these ultraviolet days
The whisky don't sting anymore,
It's like I've been screwed to the floor for such a long time
Now somethin's bangin the door and I'm gone
And now the air don't taste the same, in these ultraviolet days
I'm keepin everythin I find now
I'm savin everythin I see
Through the smoke I see you smilin
It's all gone and its all wrong.
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