Letra de Pothole
Damn this city
Everything's a
Pothole or a
Restaurant
And smells like pot
I forgot

Not everybody wants what I want
Not everybody's thoughts are my thoughts
And my loss isn't everybody's loss

Here's what we have
What we have made
And it feels like water on my face
At the end of the day

It's sunset here
What's it for you?
How'd they get the pink light to
Come out like that?