Letra The Dark de Butch Walker

Letra de The Dark

Butch Walker


The Dark
Butch Walker
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My favorite bike, doesn't have a name
I'm just riding; not running away
Heat from the engine, digging in my thigh
Into the dark, with my father at my side

My mirror is broken, don't wanna look back
Just fell off, didn't even crack
Pacific Coast Highway, light on high
Into the dark, with my father at my side
Into the dark, with my father at my side

Left hand on the clutch and foot kicks up
Dirt on my right hand, gears grind and pop
Ain't running from nothing, nothing on my mind
Into the dark, with my father at my side
Into the black, with my father at my side


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