Headed West Testo
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Testo Headed West
If you could just control that violent temper,
Well, hun, we could work it out.
You could be the girl I run away with
To the west coast.
Who are we? What are they?
Six feet under twenty-three.
I've never failed to show the part of me
That wears his on heart on his sleeve.
Pick up your final check
Tell your work that you're dead. Leave a note at your desk
You're relocating elsewhere.
Nobody knows your name.
If we could just find a way to control
That temper...
If we could just find a way to control that...
Well, hun, we could work it out.
You could be the girl I run away with
To the west coast.
Who are we? What are they?
Six feet under twenty-three.
I've never failed to show the part of me
That wears his on heart on his sleeve.
Pick up your final check
Tell your work that you're dead. Leave a note at your desk
You're relocating elsewhere.
Nobody knows your name.
If we could just find a way to control
That temper...
If we could just find a way to control that...
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