Between the lines Akkorde von
Saint Alvia
Saint Alvia

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Tonart: A minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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When the town's out of clue,
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they don't be takin' no shit
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Now you're on
Luby's case,
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and you're gonna get hit
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Bummers on the phone
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getting kicked out of
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Join the pizza crew if you're from the east
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We used to make our own shit but
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Ve lour stole my press
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Forever family with never read it no less
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Now it's got the harmonies and
Smiley would sell it
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Shouts from the back,
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what the fuck were they yelling?
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I live here in between the lines
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If you wanna follow me
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I live, I live, these streets are mine
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Four letter words and hollow keys
So it's a cold hard dose
of fuckin' truth
When I'm drivin' these
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streets I've never used
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And I'm passin' those parks
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where I grew up drinkin'
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In between the high schools
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that got me sinkin'
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And it's the same old
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town that I grew up in
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And the same old dealers who
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don't get their slingin'
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Just look, I'm tryin' young and
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I'm still swingin'
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I'm a poor
GT and I'm still singin'
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I'm here in between the lines
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If you wanna follow me
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I live, I live in streets of mud
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With four- letter words and hallowed gates
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We were savage farmers boys,
I was brought this family tree
Growing through tough soil, bullshit,
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debris and streams
Spreading all the records that
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were never getting heard
Right from the heart,
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no one caught the words
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A message for the girls that were
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leaving us all behind
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Ready up, we're coming for you,
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this is not your time
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Gotta read, read between the lines
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If you wanna follow, you might
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Lying in these streets of mine
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With four letter words and
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how long did you
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Gotta read, gotta read between the lines
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If you wanna follow me,
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I think this street's a blind
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Four- letter words and hollow keys

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