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John Warden – Out Of Here lyrics
Out of Here
Gas is flowing
Wheels are rolling
I'm outa here
Sparks igniting
I'm through with fighting
I'm outa here
You dragged me all over LA’s not so freeways
Through all that smog I just couldn't see
Just how bad, just how bad you were to me
Engines revving
I’m through with begging
I'm outa here
Gears are turning
My mind is burning
I'm outa here
Ain't gonna play those L.A. Games with you
Not gonna be your fool no more
My foot’s on the gas shoved down to the floor
Speeds increasing
All your deceiving
I'm outa here
Exhaust is flying
You thought I’s lying
I'm outa here
Nothing left for us to talk about
Except all those lies you were feeding me
I had my fill, it’s time to leave
Don't send any emails, don't try to call me, I forgot your name already
You dragged me all over LA’s not so freeways
Through all that smog I just couldn't see
Just how bad, just how bad you were to me
The 1 to the 101…the 405…the 5 to the 91… the 605… the 405…the 101…
And back to the 1 where it all had started from…
Chorus
Don't send any emails, don't try to call me, I forgot your name already
Don't send any emails, not even a text, I forgot your name already
Gas is flowing
Wheels are rolling
I'm outa here
Sparks igniting
I'm through with fighting
I'm outa here
You dragged me all over LA’s not so freeways
Through all that smog I just couldn't see
Just how bad, just how bad you were to me
Engines revving
I’m through with begging
I'm outa here
Gears are turning
My mind is burning
I'm outa here
Ain't gonna play those L.A. Games with you
Not gonna be your fool no more
My foot’s on the gas shoved down to the floor
Speeds increasing
All your deceiving
I'm outa here
Exhaust is flying
You thought I’s lying
I'm outa here
Nothing left for us to talk about
Except all those lies you were feeding me
I had my fill, it’s time to leave
Don't send any emails, don't try to call me, I forgot your name already
You dragged me all over LA’s not so freeways
Through all that smog I just couldn't see
Just how bad, just how bad you were to me
The 1 to the 101…the 405…the 5 to the 91… the 605… the 405…the 101…
And back to the 1 where it all had started from…
Chorus
Don't send any emails, don't try to call me, I forgot your name already
Don't send any emails, not even a text, I forgot your name already
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