Letra de Lone Star - The Front Bottoms

Goodbye future, once so bright

Meet my pregnant girlfriend

Watch my bank account run dry

Four hundred thirty-seven dollars spent

To put things back to the way they used to be

Still, I woulda spent so much more

But four hundred thirty-seven dollars somehow shakes all responsibility

But it's not easy

She looks me dead in the eyes and says, "Hey, Brian

If you still believe in the Lord above

Get on your hands and knees and pray for us

Get on your hands and knees and pray for us"

The past few months were pretty rough

A couple times, wished we both were dead

I never cried like that before

I thought my eyes would pop out of my head

Not just preparing for nightmares

Years and years I do suppose

Nothing feels alright now

The length of my hair or the fit of my clothes

And crying like a baby solved nothing

'Cause I can leave, so what, now what, so where do I go?

'Cause I could imagine myself throwing all my clothes inside a suitcase

Without bothering to fold them

'Cause I could imagine myself throwing all my things inside a suitcase

Without bothering to fold them

She looked me dead in the eyes and said, "Hey, Brian

If you still believe in the Lord above

Get on your hands and knees and pray for us

Get on your hands and knees and pray for us"

Because freshness is expected from any hip-hop artist

I avoid using traditional techniques

I avoid using traditional techniques

Techniques

Techniques, techniques, techniques, techniques, techniques

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