Texty: Tyler Hilton. Better On Beachwood - EP. Tore The Line.

Maybe you know nothing
But i sure as hell know
Something
'But i mother's son

And staring at my face
I'm tracing lines across
The same space
As the older one's

Now i look out my window
Petrified by everything
I've done

So when i look at
You baby

Tell me you know
Just where i'm
Coming from

A thousand years
Of searching for the one

Hey
Tonight we sorta kinda
Tore the lines up
Tore the line
Tore the lines

And hey baby
Of course the course of Horsing
Tore the lines up
It tore the lines
Tore the lines
Tore the lines

Well now i'm a fan
Of photographs

And all those
Dated members
Hanging in my tree

On and if you read
Grandpa's letters
Put together
Sugar
You know why
You hang with me

But i look out
My window
Petrified by
Everithing i see
Yeah

And when i look
At you baby
Something seems
To whisper home
To me

A thousand years
So what's a
Thousand three?

Hey
Tonigh we sorta kinda
Tore the lines up
Tore the lines
Tore the lines

And hey sugar
Of course the course of
Horsing
Tore the lines up
Yeah tore the lines
Tore the lines
Tore the lines

Everyone that
Loves each other
Loves their
Brother right

But when the time
Comes to tear that
Line up
That's when i'll
Show you
That's when
Love's alive

Yeah

And hey
Tonight we sorta kinda
Tore the lines up
Tore the lines
Tore the lines

And hey baby
Of course the course of
Of horsing
Tore the lines up
It tore the lines
Tore the lines
Tore the lines

Tore the lines
Tore the lines
Tore the lines

Tore the lines up
Hey

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