Tennessee

CHARLES ROBERT RIES, KEVIN JORDAN RIES

Cars race up and down the street
Pavement's too hot for barefeet
I think I'll find a shady tree

I'll wait till you are on break
And we'll lay down by the lake
With some alcohol from Tennessee

All that I say and all that I do means nothing if
You're not there to help me
Feel something real
You spoke a poem fro your lungs
Then I traced it with my tounge
Perfect dose of dopamine

Cause nothing really matters when I'm staring at you
And nothing really matters when these words are true
Our hands are cold but I don't think that we care
I could sit here with you all day
And we could watch the world slowly fade away
When it does, don't think that we'd care

I hope that you're doing fine
Keep painting pictures in my mind
You know you got a hold on me
All that I say and all that I do means nothing if
You're not there to help me
Let's feel something real

Cause nothing really matters when I'm staring at you
And nothing really matters when these words are true
Our hands are cold but I don't think that we care
I could sit here with you all day
And we could watch the world slowly fade away
When it does, don't think that we'd care

Don't think that we'd care
Don't think that we'd care
Don't think that we'd care
Don't think that we'd care
Don't think that we'd care
Don't think that we'd care

Cause nothing really matters when I'm staring at you
And nothing really matters when these words are true
Our hands are cold but I don't think that we care
I could sit here with you all day
And we could watch the world slowly fade away
When it does, don't think that we'd care
Cause nothing really matters when I'm staring at you
And nothing really matters when these words are true
Our hands are cold but I don't think that we care
I could sit here with you all day
And we could watch the world slowly fade away
When it does, don't think that we'd care

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