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Bamf - Racing Down The Road
Misc Unsigned Bands
This is a really underground band  and I really wanna try and get their songs out there!

Capo 2

, Cadd2, ,  

                                                             Cadd2
Please take me back to the good years, when every moment was better than the 
last. I conjured up all the memories of how good it used to be, even though 

now it's not that bad.
                                                                    Cadd2
I used to feed off your every word I hope no one overheard the conversations 
in the past so let's keep them posted in the back of the books while gettin' 
dirty looks and giving them right back
These places and times mean the world to me, this letter on the floor is 
proof that this will never last. I'll read it again until some truth comes 
out, 'cause years of bad luck is something I'll just have to outlast

                      Cadd2                                           Cadd2
I'll find the way that we came home when we're racing down the road in a car 
                           Cadd2                      
we didn't own, oh baby when we're in Rome we'll take the sidewalks and 
                                                                     Cadd2
streets, make thirty days feel like a week. I never let someone get so close 
                                               Cadd2       
to me, 'cause this is supposed to be, I know it's meant to be. You can ask 
          Cadd2
me twenty years from now, I'll still remember when we laid on the grass and 

looked at the clouds

, Cadd2, , 

                                                       Cadd2
Get in and shut the door, 'cause this trip might be our very last. I tried 
to be how you wanted me without letting you see how much trouble I have had. 
                                                            Cadd2
I used to write you constant love notes in which you didn't deserve from the 
first to the last, I keep telling you secrets that no one's ever hear and 
let you tell them to the world

                      Cadd2                                           Cadd2
I'll find the way that we came home when we're racing down the road in a car 
                           Cadd2                      
we didn't own, oh baby when we're in Rome we'll take the sidewalks and 
                                                                     Cadd2
streets, make thirty days feel like a week. I never let someone get so close 
                                               Cadd2       
to me, 'cause this is supposed to be, I know it's meant to be. You can ask 
          Cadd2                      
me twenty years from now, I'll still remember how we got here today

Bridge

                  Cadd2                          
Now I'm just another one in the rank, another guy to hear you out, another 
                                     Cadd2       
name for you to shout. I'll keep your number first in mind and when the 
world's about to end I'll be the one to save your life

                      Cadd2                                           Cadd2
I'll find the way that we came home when we're racing down the road in a car 
                           Cadd2                      
we didn't own, oh baby when we're in Rome we'll take the sidewalks and 
                                                                     Cadd2
streets, make thirty days feel like a week. I never let someone get so close 
                                               Cadd2       
to me, 'cause this is supposed to be, I know it's meant to be. You can ask 
          Cadd2
me twenty years from now, I'll still remember when we laid on the grass and 

looked at the clouds

I think that's pretty darn close. Here's their Facebook*.. http://www.facebook*.com/BAMFmusic   
* Facebook и Instagram - запрещенные в РФ организации, признанные экстремистскими
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