Taylor’s First 8 String Lyrics – Panucci’s Pizza

Driving with the wipers on
In the morning, when it’s not raining
Just to get a false sense of clarity
Of what’s in front of me

What’s in front of me
Is not what it’s supposed to be
I’m using the sanctuary
(That I used when I was 18)

But I’m not 18 anymore
Oh, I’m just far too poor
You wouldn’t have crushed a bug
So why did you crush me?

My heart is as empty as my wallet on the weekends
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Panucci’s Pizza Lyrics – Taylor’s First 8 String

Panucci’s Pizza

Taylor’s First 8 String