7th Period: 7 Weeks

Gym Class Heroes

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    My life's these yellow lines, concrete, and parliment butts
    Exhaust fumes and rest stops who drive hard for their bucks
    Load in, sound check, play show, load out, let's go, next city, oh great, off day
    Hangovers, hangups, dialbacks, running make up, apologies and promises
    And nobody acknowledges that boys in bands got it so damn bad
    But we love like the last cigarette we'll ever have
    I'm putting miles on my body, bout due for a tune up in this gas station, food ain't really helping but
    I'm loving every minute, every road signs a reminder of exactly why we did it to begin with

    This is how it has to be
    A kiss for luck, submerge myself
    And in 7 weeks resurface
    Even if we don't look back again
    Tired boys and wired eyes
    Exposing imperfections
    To the public eye we're perfect
    Even if we don't look back again

    I like these hotels, passports, random bag checks, day dreams of love affairs that I haven't had yet
    Touch down, baggage claim, new town, different dame, same clothes, 7 days, whew, damn I need to change
    And it's a lifestyle that I wouldn't recommend
    Wild N Out on a level Nic Cannon couldn't comprehend (fuck outta here)
    We made a lot of friends and even more enemies
    Some of which were genuine and others just pretend to be
    Soft raving baby, life's lovely
    Even when the gray rain cloud's right above me
    The girl's textin' me talkin' about gettin' all cuddly
    Cause you paint a pretty picture but the frame is so ugly

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    This is how it has to be
    A kiss for luck, submerge myself
    And in 7 weeks resurface
    Even if we don't look back again
    Tired boys and wired eyes
    Exposing imperfections
    To the public eye we're perfect
    Even if we don't look back again

    And now it's back in a van with four of my mans
    Until we catchin' a tan on the Florida sands
    I feel like tourin' this land's made me more of a man
    From killa California to the shores of Japan
    Good times stayin' up late in Austin
    Coast to coast V8 to Chicago
    To gettin' up with Johnny Cupcakes in Boston
    And smokin' that most great eight in Colorado
    Home ain't home no more
    I hug the road and kiss the concrete and sometimes I even hear her heartbeat
    No matter where we go or where we at
    We carry upstate on our back, it's like that

    This is how it has to be
    A kiss for luck, submerge myself
    And in 7 weeks resurface
    Even if we don't look back again
    Tired boys and wired eyes
    Exposing imperfections
    To the public eye we're perfect
    Even if we don't look back again

    This is how it has to be
    A kiss for luck, submerge myself
    And in 7 weeks resurface
    Even if we don't look back again
    Tired boys and wired eyes
    Exposing imperfections
    To the public eye we're perfect
    Even if we don't look back again

    "So a lot of you don't realize. There's a whole subculture of boys driving around in vans."
    Even if we don't look back again
    "Looking for your daughters, and your lottery tickets. Love it or leave it. I'm like this"
    Even if we don't look back again
    "I love my life. Bitches."
    Even if we don't look back again
    Even if we don't look back again

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