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Confira a Letra Orange County

A Hero's Fate

Orange County

Please don't kill me
I'll just bleed on your back seat
Scream at the top of my lungs
If i die screaming
Will my words have any meaning
Or will they just fade away

I don't remember much of last night
In fact i can't recall anything anything
No not anything at all
I've been lying on the bathroom floor
Never felt this hungover before
My cell phone's dying, i'm still trying
To stumble out the door

Put on my clothes and sit awake for
The long drive getting home
In the mirror i reflect on my damages
Rub my eyes and leave whomever's house this is

I'm bombarded with memories
Salt in my hair from the late night ocean breeze
With the taste of you still on my lips
I'll always be a sucker for an orange county kiss

No this isn't what it looks like oh right
I didn't come here for a fist fight tonight
My memory lags like a youtube flick yo
Why's your boyfriend always gotta be such a prick
Cuz after all it was you who led me on
Now i'm taking hits from fists on the front lawn

There was a time when i said i wouldn't fight back
Your timing deciding is only so much more than that

Put on my clothes and sit awake for
The long drive getting home
In the mirror i reflect on these bandages
Around my eyes and leave whomever's house this is

I'm bombarded with memories
Salt in my hair from the late night ocean breeze
With the taste of you still on my lips
I'll always be a sucker for an orange county kiss

Please don't kill me
I'll just bleed on your backseat
Scream at the top of my lungs
If i die screaming will my words have any meaning
Or will they just fade away

Put on my clothes and sit awake for
The long drive getting home
In the mirror i reflect on my damages
Rub my eyes and leave whomever's house this is

I'm bombarded with memories
Salt in my hair from the late night ocean breeze
With the taste of you still on my lips
I'll always be a sucker...so as i

Put on my clothes and sit awake for
The long drive getting home
In the mirror i reflect on my damages
Rub my eyes and leave whomever's house this is

I'm bombarded with memories
Salt in my hair from the late night ocean breeze
With the taste of you still on my lips
With the taste of you still on my lips
I'll always be a sucker for an orange county kiss

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