Move Away from Follow Through by Jon Wayne and The Pain

Have you ever had time to rewind and look back on your life? All the nights you could have sworn you got it right. All the fears and confidence you had have floated all away. It turns out shooting up only shot me way down. And the years are moving faster. I was trying to move past her. All the booze I use to take away, all the things I said I threw away, In the bed I made and now must lay, I'll get to sleep one of these day.

Move away....from it, my tail between my legs. Speed balls could not heal my self made hell. I moved into my mothers duplex up in North East off Lowry. Hiding underneath the bed from the police.

All the nights I took up flight and borrowed those cars from those front yards, with the keys in the ignition there for me. No more need to steal or scam for rides over to the south side, cause those putos never cared about my life. I said I would write a love song for her but my hands are tied, just can't seem to get that seniorita off my mind. And the years are moving faster. I was trying to move past her. All the booze I use to take away, all the things I said I threw away, In the bed I made and now must lay, I'll get to sleep one of these day.

Move away....from it, my tail between my legs. Speed balls could not heal my self made hell. To all the scars upon my arms to nights I crawled out of the bar, no more flying signs off highway 35. Move away....from it, my tail between my legs. Speed balls could not heal my self made hell. I moved into my mothers duplex up in North East off Lowry. Hiding underneath the bed from the police.

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