Chris Rafter- Havertown

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Title | Chris Rafter- Havertown |
Author | Chris Rafter |
Duration | 3:52 |
File Format | MP3 / MP4 |
Original URL | https://youtube.com/watch?v=jfA_c7jyfNg |
Description
IG/ Tik Tok- @rafterunhinged
If you’ve got plans tonight uh oh there goes my appetite,
I’m face down in Havertown with wasted words inside my mouth,
The boys are getting high in someone’s garage next to yard supplies,
Talkin' bout a piece of ass over classic rock 102.9
I saw I missed your call, but works at 8 I guess your off,
The highlights getting dimmer here, here’s to another wasted year
So much more time to decide,
But each year seems to run a little faster,
So it goes, the passage of time,
Keeps closing in, and I’m not getting past her
Oooh one more December,
Then I’ll be gone, baby don’t cry
Oooh by next September they’ll be singing out the words I’ve been screaming all my life
I got no plans tonight I’ll drink myself to paradise,
Lost inside that neon sign
Til drunken crowds sing Closing Time
The cops will wait outside to shake those feeling brave to drive,
Frantic girls grab at their phones, while street lights try to guide me home
This summer came and gone,
They still don’t know what I’ve been on
While autumns chill is creeping in,
I’ll comatose till winter ends
So much more time to decide,
But each year seems to run a little faster,
So it goes, the passage of time,
Keeps closing in, and I’m not getting past her
Oooh one more December,
Then I’ll be gone, baby don’t cry
Oooh by next September they’ll be singing out the words I’ve been screaming all my life
If we make plans tonight,
There’s dreams we’ll have to sacrifice
This comfort in complacency, is taking more than I would leave
I thought I’d be a star and crawl out from this Irish bar,
The wasted years are packing in,
The moment came and ran again,
Oooh one more December,
Then I’ll be gone, baby don’t cry
Oooh by next September they’ll be singing out the words I’ve been screaming all my life
Oooh one more December,
Then I’ll be gone, baby don’t cry
Oooh by next September they’ll be singing out the words I’ve been screaming all my life