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lyrics
Hot exhaust in this bloody tin-can
speakers blown like some sorry Bill Clinton
the leathers got a buttprint blown-out backseat
this old Ford’s fixin’ for a figurative lobotomy
How long can you hold on?
My old trucks gonna die one day
and when it finally does this is all I’ll say…
Take me to Siberia or fly me to the moon
maybe in this desolation I could find some truth
up with Marilyn and Mickey and all the other culturati
O this Modern American Dreamland is making me so sleepy
Oblivion don’t matter, cause uh
Oblivion’s not near, oh uh
Oblivion can’t touch us down here
oh uh, Oblivion my lover
Oblivion I let go
Oblivion no longer
Oblivion anymore
Oblivion my brother
Oblivion to all the others
Oblivion I’m reaching
reaching out to you
‘cause I’m so tired
of all these weekly apologies
seems everyones got someone
they wanna nail down to the cross
and everyone seems insecure and lost
and it’s getting me down
gotta get gone and find someone
who knows the cost of this oblivion