Rancid (Hand Rolled Cigarettes) (feat. <3guts)

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In Our Sea

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Some beast on the side of the road
On a two-lane highway, through the freezing cold
Great white light right over my head
And now it's pounding in my head, in my head, in my head (Some beast on the side of the road)
When it opened up its wings (On a two-lane highway)
Pounding in my head, in my head, in my head (Through the freezing cold)
Some beast in the passenger seat
On a two-lane highway, thought it would end so sweet
Cold blue light in the middle of my chest
Now you're pounding in my head, in my head, in my head (Now you're pounding in my head, in my head)
When you opened up your wings (Opened up those wings)
Pounding in my head, in my head, in my head (Opened up those wings)
You taste like hand-rolled cigarettes
In a bed made for just one
It's the first time that I felt it so strong
Something close to love
Yeah you taste like hand-rolled cigarettes
In a bed made for just one
It's the first time that I felt it so strong
Something close to love
Out here, thousand miles from home
On a two-lane highway, roll down the window
Milky way right over your head
Now it's pounding in my head, in my head, in my head (Now you're pounding in my head, in my head)
When you opened up your wings (Opened up those wings)
Pounding in my head, in my head, in my head (Opened up those wings)
Thoughts creep from the back of my mind
On my two-lane highway, thought I would win this time
You're gone, still occupy my space
So won't you get out of my head, of my head, of my head (Get out of my head)
Don't you open up those wings (Don't you open up those wings)
You're pounding in my head, in my head, in my head
And now you taste like hand-rolled cigarettes
In a bed made for just one
It's the first time that I felt it so strong
Something close to love
Yeah you taste like hand-rolled cigarettes
Your bed's made for just one
It's the first time that I felt it so strong
Something close to love
And there's no one to blame
When I'm choking on smoke
But you're holding a match
And I smell oil on your clothes

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