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Tilt - Pontiac lyrics
There but for the grace of god go I Grew up on the same block I wonder why Why you were the one to take a dive And I got to go on with my life The hand of fate is random I'm alive Ain't no reason or no rhyme We are practically the same I sing your requiem I lose another friend But I remain to receive your wake up call Pontiac I love you and I miss you It's easier to love you now that you're gone Now I know the things I should've said to you Now you're gone Sure beats me why we didn't die The time we brewed that cocktail "death surprise" Mixed in all the pills your mama had And washed it all down with my daddy's gin The hand of fate is random I'm alive Ain't no reason or no rhyme We are practically the same I sing your requiem I lose another friend But I remain to receive your wake up call Pontiac I love you and I miss you It's easier to miss you now that you're gone Now I know the things I should've said to you Now you're gone Now you're gone |
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