These holes all in my jeans
They remind of a dream
A dream I had about you
And all our friends were there too
You said, "I'm up and moving on.
In the morning I'll be gone.
You don't come following me.
I want to lose your memory."
The rips all in my pants
They remind me of a chance
A chance I didn't take
Turned out to be a big mistake
You said, "You better pack up your bags.
I swear you'll end up in rags"
These tears all in my slacks
They remind me of a crack
It opened up real wide
And I fell deep inside
I hear voices in my head
They try to tell me I'm dead
I know I'm still alive
Just looking for a place to hide.
Being chased down here in the underground
I've got these old Levi's
Guess a couple years have gone by
We've sure been through a lot
Gonna wear these things until they rot
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