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She's reaching for her backpack Puts out a cigarette and gets on the bus She's seating on a secret she didn't ask for No girl ever did There's a whisper in her heartbeat She can hear it just enough to keep her alive But she's breathing in the blowback There's nothing you can offer she ain't already tried She's breathing in the blowback Born into poor white trash and always type-cast But she's gonna break out, boy you better know that It's just a matter of time She fights back Breathing in the blowback She is sucking on a Tic-tac A good man is a mystery, she's looking for clues Whoa, you better check that buddy 'Cause the blacktop's burning up what's left of the fuse She knows where she comes from Doesn't need you dragging her all through it again It's like breathing in the blowback It's a highjack, now how much sure are you willing to spend? Letras de canciones She's breathing in the blowback Born into poor white trash and always type-cast But she's gonna break out, boy you better know that It's just a matter of time She fights back Breathing in the blowback Pinwheels spinning, roller skates and red flags Breathing in the blowback She's gonna break out, boy, you better know that Can you cast out a demon? Can you wrangle the wind? Will you stay when she's breathing the blowback again? From Letras Mania