Белый BENTLEY - LUCAVEROS

My buddies think I'm on the lake Boss thinks I've been sick for days And mama's probably on her way 'Cause I ain't picked up the phone I've been a million places But they're all up in my head Over-drinking, overthinking ever since you left I've been gone, I've been gone I've been sittin' on the couch watching TV all day long All day long, I've been tryin' to figure out how a good thing went wrong Faster than that freight train, farther than that airplane Sadder than a country song Headed down that highway, anywhere but my way Ever since you moved on, I've been gone Took a trip down memory lane Checked into hotel heartbreak Passed rock bottom on the way Without leaving my living room I've been a million places But they're all up in my head Over-drinking, overthinking ever since you left I've been gone, I've been gone I've been sittin' on the couch watching TV all day long All day long, I've been tryin' to figure out how a good thing went wrong Faster than that freight train, farther than that airplane Sadder than a country song Headed down that highway, anywhere but my way Ever since you moved on, I've been gone Yeah I've been gone All the clothes are on the floor All the mail's by the door All the whiskey bottles in my bed All the dishes in the sink All the gas is in the tank All the neighbors probably think I'm dead I've been gone, I've been gone I've been sittin' on the couch watching TV all day long All day long, I've been tryin' to figure out how a good thing went wrong Faster than that freight train, farther than that airplane Sadder than a country song Headed down that highway, anywhere but my way Ever since you moved on, I've been gone (ooh, ooh) I've been gone (ooh, ooh) Gone

It's the keys to your daddy's car It's a night alone 'neath the desert stars It's a five o'clock whistle It's the classroom bell It's a Panama City at the window yell A first kiss after a broken heart We all wanna break the chains Feel the wind against our face Everybody wants the same thing We wanna taste that freedom (freedom) Everybody 'round here wanna taste that freedom (freedom) Freedom, yeah It's a pocket full of folded cash It's telling that boss he can kiss your ass That ticket to your favorite show Getting lost in the rock and roll Close your eyes, hands up high Go on and let it all go, oh We all wanna break the chains Feel the wind against our face Everybody wants the same thing We wanna taste that freedom (freedom) Everybody 'round here wanna taste that freedom (freedom) Freedom, yeah (Freedom) (Everybody 'round here wanna taste that freedom) (Freedom, freedom, yeah) That flag on a solider's sleeve All around the world they know what it means And they all want just a little piece of freedom, yeah That flag on a solider's sleeve All around the world they know what it means And they all want just a little piece of this freedom, yeah We all wanna break the chains Feel the wind against our face Everybody wants the same thing We wanna taste that freedom (freedom) Everybody 'round here wanna taste that freedom (freedom) Freedom, yeah (Freedom) (Everybody 'round here wanna taste that freedom, freedom)