ฟังเพลงPlaying in Traffic

Playing in Traffic - Broadside

You keep playing in traffic and you'll end up dead

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Trying hard to fit into

A mold that wasn't cast for you

An image built with loneliness

And it's just not working

If fitting the part is what's best for you

You're preaching things that were never true

Your ego shows

Your friends may grow

But you're still a clone

So come on

Don't miss your train

You were always searching for the fast lane

You sell yourself short it's the easy way

Ducking every mirror just to hide your shame

You can't take this back

No no you wish you could

You chose your own path

You keep playing in traffic and you'll end up dead

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The common hatred we once shared

We had our lives

And they had theirs

You bought in quick

And sold out fast

So enjoy the crash

I'm not bitter on the friends that I've lost

Just a little confused

By the time it cost

For you to show your face

What a disgusting waste

But are you happy now

You say that I'm too harsh on you

And how you spend your time

That your old life's gone

And I'm afraid to leave mine

So come on

Don't miss your train

You were always searching for the fast lane

You sell yourself short it's the easy way

Ducking every mirror just to hide your shame

You can't take this back

No no you wish you could

You chose your own path

Tearing at the skin that you just can't shed

You keep playing in traffic and you'll end up dead

Take me back to those trailer park nights

Ducking bottles most of my life

Drug lords were neighbors

Dodging those blue lights

I'm not asking you feel my pain

I counted on you

To help me carry the weight

I know your struggles

'Cause I been in your brain

We used to be one in the same

So come on

Don't miss your train

You were always searching for the fast lane

You sell yourself short it's the easy way

Ducking every mirror just to hide your shame

So come on

Don't miss your train

You were always searching for the fast lane

You sell yourself short it's the easy way

Swinging at mirrors to erase the pain

You can't take this back

No no you wish you could

You chose your own path

Tearing at the skin that you just can't shed

Burying the weight up inside your head

You keep playing in traffic and you'll end

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