Brett Kissel

Die To Go Home
This town was too slow, it was way too quiet I was bored to death every Saturday night Left my Mom and Dad, in my rearview mirror I promised myself I ain't coming back here Eighteen, careless, wild, and reckless Stars in my eyes They tried to tell ya "Man you'll miss the simple life" Just like gravity Tugging at your soul You'll pray to leave But you'll die to go home City lights, velvet ropes There's always a party, everyone goes Every crowded room, yeah, it's all the same Who you are, who you're with, or the money you make After a while, the empty smiles Make lonely nights All that matters, climbing ladders Now I find New York's hard and LA's cold Letras de cancionesI prayed to leave now I'd die to go home I'd die to go home Ooh, ooh When I was a kid I'd watch planes fly by Leaving vapor trails and me behind From my window seat there's a farm below I was praying to leave now I'd die to go home From Letras Mania