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Whole Lotta Leavin' Lyrics
- Genre:Alternative
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I'm the son of a preacher man, all my pleasures were guilty
Lately, I ain't one for believin' but those echoes are keepin' me here tonight
I can't for the life of me
One more time with feelin'
Sober mornin' on a Sunday highway, two-way street but I'm out here all alone
Measure loneliness in miles, keep the engine runnin', keep the show on the road
I can't for the life of me
It's gonna be a whole lot of leavin
Give me good times, red wine
Help me out of the skin I'm in
A fresh breath of innocence
A little taste of make-believe
Give me good times, red wine
Help me out of the skin I'm in
A fresh breath of innocence
A little taste of make-believe
There's a whole lot of leavin', whole lot of leavin' here, yeah
When the car is out of gas
Walk away, breath, throw a match
End of all the roads we're seein'
Is a whole lot of leavin
Give me good times, red wine
Help me out of the skin I'm in
A fresh breath of innocence
A little taste of make-believe
Give me good times, red wine
Help me out of the skin I'm in
A fresh breath of innocence
A taste, a taste of make-believe
Give me good times, red wine
Help me out of the skin I'm in
A fresh breath of innocence
A little taste of make-believe
Give me good times, red wine
Help me out of the skin I'm in
Give me melody and ecstasy
Let's fuck it up for fun again