Birch Lyrics by Big Red Machine
The way I woke up was old, was all f#cking choke
And it ain’t easier after a week
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The way I woke up was old, was all f#cking choke
And it ain’t easier after a week
The bell tolls noon on 12th and Vine
And I still need this overtime
Looked like rain
Looked like a heart attack
Well if someone tells you they can’t love you
You go the other way
Take me high, lay me low
You know my thoughts before I know