Corrección Letra 80's Through the 50's par Jeff Rosenstock

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Miles away and I can't seem to shake
The smell of your car in 2003:
Beach air and bad tunes
Stale smoke and junk food

Tell her to stay and you'll scare her away
Staying the same just makes everything change
I'm plowing right through friends I don't talk to

Seasons seem to see me sliding out of view
80's through the '50s
Breezes make me think of you

And I'll count down the days
Just like I count down before I go away
Trying to get used to not being there with you

Seasons seem to see me sliding out of view
80's through the '50s
Breezes make me think of you
When you see me sliding out of view
80's through the '50s
Breezes make me think of you
It got chilly last Saturday
And with my hands in my pockets I walked around in circles like "Oh no, I'm totally f**ked."
It's one thing to grow old but I'm collecting dust
'Cause nobody needs me
Nobody needs me
Nobody needs me the way that I need you

Seasons seem to see me sliding out of view
80's through the '50s
Breezes make me think of you
When you see me sliding out of view
80's through the '50s
Breezes make me think of you

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