Lyrics of 'Deep Pockets' by Gaz Coombes
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I'm out late, there's a half naked crowd of people
Let them in with their blank checks and deep pockets
Hard living, paint peeling, all the dark days
Little rays of light moving I couldn't let go
In the bar her name is Jonny, the boys love her
Time waits, the light revealing all the dark ways
Bad feeling, it's you I need, I'm tired of the phone calls
Do I give myself to the outside?
It's no fun
When I spend my time in cars
Like the stars
But it's ok
I'm ok
In a smaller orbit
Let's run like horses
A lot of ways I could start making little changes
But I'm too stoned in the back seat again
I couldn't stop it
Then the panic soon surrounds me like deep water
So I give myself to the outside
It's no fun
When I spend my time in cars
Like the stars
But it's ok
I'm ok
In a smaller orbit
Let's run like horses
There's a black star
Right in my line of vision
Oh I miss her
But nobody
Nobody gets forgotten
Run like horses
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