The Living End - Nowhere Town Lyrics
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Nowhere Town
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What Are The Lyrics For Nowhere Town By The Living End?
I've been thinking about going away
Somewhere that I can find a new day Everybody's talkin' about this new place Where no one remembers your face Where they don't wanna know about the things you've done They don't wanna know about the damage done Everyone is going down.... Runaway, runaway to nowhere town We're gonna go where we won't be found Where the winners always win, the sinners always sin Runaway, runaway to nowhere town We're gonna go where we won't be found Where the winners always win, the sinners always sin We're on our way We're on our way to nowhere I heard you've been living e lie If it's true then I won't ask why Won't ask why Cause they don't wanna know about the things you've done They don't wanna know about the damage done Everyone is going down.... Runaway, runaway to nowhere town We're gonna go where we won't be found Where the winners always win, the sinners always sin Runaway, runaway to nowhere town We're gonna go where we won't be found Where the winners always win, the sinners always sin We're on our way We're on our way to nowhere We're on our way We're on our way to nowhere Runaway, runaway to nowhere town We're gonna go where we won't be found Where the winners always win, the sinners always sin Runaway, runaway Runaway, runaway The sinners always sin The winners always The sinners The sinners always sin |
Who Wrote Nowhere Town By The Living End?
Christopher John Cheney, Scott Bradley Owen
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