I`m giving up my trespass,
I think I`ll sit upon my roof
I think that`s
High enough for me to crawl
I think I don`t need any proof
I`m giving up the hero,
I think I`ll hand around
In this same old town,
I`ll put my money down
And I, I was in a movie
I was on the run
I been in everybody shoes
I had my fun
I`m getting of your turnpike
I think I need relief
The dirttrack that I trust in
Is good enough for me
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ZITA SWOON lyrics