Paroles de la chanson Roadtrip par
(Secure the bag, know what I'm sayin'? Banrisk on the beat)
(Ayo, Perish, this shit hot, boy)
[Dream]
People change like the tides in the ocean
At least I think or am I dead wrong?
Foot on the brake at the light, I don't notice
I sit and wait until the next song
[ Dream]
Twenty hours in an old van
Up the east coast through the cold wind
Drove twenty hours by the ocean
Up the east coast, what a road trip
(Ayo, Perish, this shit hot, boy)
[Dream]
People change like the tides in the ocean
At least I think or am I dead wrong?
Foot on the brake at the light, I don't notice
I sit and wait until the next song
[ Dream]
Twenty hours in an old van
Up the east coast through the cold wind
Drove twenty hours by the ocean
Up the east coast, what a road trip
[Dream]
Now that interstate is paved with memories
Of a past life I lived when I was eighteen
And every winter, I think back to what we used to be
In that past life we lived at eighteen
[Dream]
Oh, oh, oh
Woah, woah, woah
Oh, oh, oh
Woah, woah, woah
[PmBata]
Uh, I reminisce about a past life
Things change, I get it 'cause nothing lasts, right?
Yeah, and I was thinkin' 'bout her last night
Now that interstate is paved with memories
Of a past life I lived when I was eighteen
And every winter, I think back to what we used to be
In that past life we lived at eighteen
[Dream]
Oh, oh, oh
Woah, woah, woah
Oh, oh, oh
Woah, woah, woah
[PmBata]
Uh, I reminisce about a past life
Things change, I get it 'cause nothing lasts, right?
Yeah, and I was thinkin' 'bout her last night
Scrollin' through our memories, debatin' 'bout our last times
Ayy, for a minute we was cool
Then we flew just a little too close to the sun
Now we finished, now we through
Guess we knew one day we would have to grow up
[ PmBata]
Twenty hours in an old Ford
Across the Midwest, thinking, "What for?"
Drove twenty hours, but it's hopeless
Across the Midwest, what a road trip
[Dream]
Now that interstate is paved with memories
Of a past life I lived when I was eighteen
And every winter, I think back to what we used to be
Ayy, for a minute we was cool
Then we flew just a little too close to the sun
Now we finished, now we through
Guess we knew one day we would have to grow up
[ PmBata]
Twenty hours in an old Ford
Across the Midwest, thinking, "What for?"
Drove twenty hours, but it's hopeless
Across the Midwest, what a road trip
[Dream]
Now that interstate is paved with memories
Of a past life I lived when I was eighteen
And every winter, I think back to what we used to be
In that past life we lived at eighteen