Tasty Tunes [Songs] - Originals

Lyrics:

By the time I thought about missing you,
You were Portland bound.
Hellbent for the northwest running,
Underground, underground.

What's the weather doin' out on 101?
Hot as a book of matches in my car.
You go watching each one burn me on down.
I lost track of the things I found, it out...

Am I supposed to hop the next train,
Or stand here drowning in the Oregon rain?
Pacific wind call my name,
Seven devils to carry me away.

Nothin' left here, save your silhouette.
A breath of old fashioned, and foreign cigarette.
Wicked words you whispered me echoed so true,
But you won't leak it, someone else hiding in the room.

Am I supposed to hop the next train,
Or stand here drowning in the Oregon rain?
Pacific wind call my name,
Seven devils to carry me away, away.

I'll start diggin' holes before my demons come,
Seven canyons for to bury each one.
Keep our fingers crossed, reminded how we began,
With quiet days burning down like a match in hand.

Am I supposed to hop the next train,
Or stand here drowning in the Oregon rain?
Pacific wind call my name,
Seven devils to carry me away.

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