The Classic Crime - The Test Lyrics

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The Test

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What Are The Lyrics For The Test By The Classic Crime?
All I can see is as far as my headlights can show me
And all of the roads look the same in each state that I drove in As I grip the wheel and I drift away Wishing I could wake up just a second too late So, that I could see heaven and I get a taste but I just keep goin' So, here is to the promise of glamorous living You must drink up now cause it?s all that you're getting If you haven't been tested, you certainly will And I promise it?s going to kill All I can think of is how much I?d kill to be sleeping Squinting my eyes my minds drifting to secrets I'm keeping And the long hauling trucks are all parked in their stops Just like luminous ghosts of something that once was The rigs all look so empty when framed by their lights And that's how I'm feeling So, here is to the promise of glamorous living You must drink up now cause it?s all that you're getting If you haven't been tested, you certainly will And I promise it?s going to kill It?s all at their expense If this is real, I'm a fake At least I feel important I won't lie, I lie to get paid So, here's to the promise of glamorous living You must drink up cause it?s all that you getting If you haven't been tested, you certainly will And I promise that it?s going to kill, yeah |
Who Wrote The Test By The Classic Crime?
Justin Duque, Matthew Mac Donald
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What's The Duration Of The The Test By The Classic Crime?The duration of The Test is 3:56 minutes and seconds. |
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