Gym Class Heroes 7 Weeks (feat. William Beckett) Lyrics
            My life's these yellow lines, concrete, and parliment b___s
            Exhaust fumes and rest stops who drive hard for their bucks
            Load in, sound check, play show, load out, let's go, next city, oh great, off day
            Hangovers, hangups, dialbacks, running make up, apologies and promises
            And nobody acknowledges that boys in bands got it so d___ bad
            But we love like the last cigarette we'll ever have
            I'm putting miles on my body, bout due for a tune up in this gas station, food ain't really helping but
            I'm loving every minute, every road signs a reminder of exactly why we did it to begin with
        
            This is how it has to be
            A kiss for luck, submerge myself
            And in 7 weeks resurface
            Even if we don't look back again
            Tired boys and wired eyes
            Exposing imperfections
            To the public eye we're perfect
            Even if we don't look back again
        
            I like these hotels, passports, random bag checks, day dreams of love affairs that I haven't had yet
            Touch down, baggage claim, new town, different dame, same clothes, 7 days, whew, d___ I need to change
            And it's a lifestyle that I wouldn't recommend
            Wild N Out on a level Nic Cannon couldn't comprehend (f___ outta here)
            We made a lot of friends and even more enemies
            Some of which were genuine and others just pretend to be
            Soft raving baby, life's lovely
            Even when the gray rain cloud's right above me
            The girl's textin' me talkin' about gettin' all cuddly
            Cause you paint a pretty picture but the frame is so ugly
        
            This is how it has to be
            A kiss for luck, submerge myself
            And in 7 weeks resurface
            Even if we don't look back again
            Tired boys and wired eyes
            Exposing imperfections
            To the public eye we're perfect
            Even if we don't look back again
        
            And now it's back in a van with four of my mans
            Until we catchin' a tan on the Florida sands
            I feel like tourin' this land's made me more of a man
            From killa California to the shores of j__an
            Good times stayin' up late in Austin
            Coast to coast V8 to Chicago
            To gettin' up with Johnny Cupcakes in Boston
            And smokin' that most great eight in Colorado
            Home ain't home no more
            I hug the road and kiss the concrete and sometimes I even hear her heartbeat
            No matter where we go or where we at
            We carry upstate on our back, it's like that
        
            This is how it has to be
            A kiss for luck, submerge myself
            And in 7 weeks resurface
            Even if we don't look back again
            Tired boys and wired eyes
            Exposing imperfections
            To the public eye we're perfect
            Even if we don't look back again
        
            This is how it has to be
            A kiss for luck, submerge myself
            And in 7 weeks resurface
            Even if we don't look back again
            Tired boys and wired eyes
            Exposing imperfections
            To the public eye we're perfect
            Even if we don't look back again
        
            "So a lot of you don't realize. There's a whole subculture of boys driving around in vans."
            Even if we don't look back again
            "Looking for your daughters, and your lottery tickets. Love it or leave it. I'm like this"
            Even if we don't look back again
            "I love my life. b____es."
            Even if we don't look back again
            Even if we don't look back again
        
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