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Long hair Tank top Don′t care how bad he gets I keep them in these flying objects Cause I got a lot of problems Half of them real (yeah) I could drive a spaceship Get behind the wheel Out on the corner Out in the sunshine I saw a flying saucer My dad believed his daughter Shapeshiftin' Faith healin′ Coke dealin' Blamed on her drunk mother I still love her I saw the TV static I heard my pillow talkin' I watched a star fly The same one every time Flat tire I′ll take you with me Camcorder start recording When I see them Letras de canciones And I don′t wanna go back I don't wanna go back And I don′t wanna go back Valley oxycodone in the corner (and I don't wanna go back) Flashlight to the face And write a song, record it (and I don′t wanna go back) Phone call to my brother If you need me I'm comin′ I'll be very bold I'll be invisible I′ll be a molten cast I′ll be your X-Files Most of the time I'm really fucked up [?] in the back of my truck God Parallel lines move inside of my head Out on the corner Out in the sunshine I saw a flying saucer My dad believed his daughter Daughter From Letras Mania