"High Mileage" lyrics
"High Mileage"
Got high mileage
But I'm still smiling some
This engine's broke down
Now every part looks old when it's still young
Walked our old neighborhood
And passed the place you stood
With those ultimatums
That saved me every time I lost my head
But you can't figure it out
Anymore than I can now
We're both still stuck in the sound
Of the echos of our dreams from back before
We had the means to stomp them out
Friends came and passed by
On an assembly line
We built them up then
Sent them off to market somewhere else
So what is it worth then
To build an argument
For what the truth is
When no one ever gets there in the end
All our friends still live there in my head
And they can't figure it out
Anymore than we can now
We're all still stuck in the sound
Of the echos of our dreams from back before
We had the means to stomp them out
We're all still stuck in the sound
We're all still stuck in the sound
We're all still stuck in the sound
We're all still stuck in the sound
We're all still stuck in the sound
We're all still stuck in the sound
We're all still stuck in the sound
We're all still stuck in the sound
We're all still stuck in the sound
Stuck in the sound, stuck in the sound
Writer(s): Matthew Macdonald
- AZLyrics
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- The Classic Crime Lyrics
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