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Ill Peach - Gum Lyrics

[verse 1]
There's always gum under the table
Stack up sugar packs, trying to make it stable
Cut up seats and coffee-stained T-shirt
It's 2Am, I still haven't said a word

[Chorus]
Let's go to Hard Times
Get me out of my mind, got nowhere to go
Booth in the corner, we could share an order
Where your money's low

[Verse 2]
I'm dreading everything, you're the only thing to make me calmer
Pocket full of quarters, can't make change
I'm not embarrassed because I know that you're the same

[Chorus]
Let's go to Hard Times
Get me out of my mind, got nowhere to go
Booth in the corner, we could share an order
Where your money's low

[Post-Chorus]

[Verse 3]
You write my name in bubble letters
You and me, in love forever
One day we'll make it big and run away
Staring out the window, start to feel okay
[Chorus]
Let's go to Hard Times
Get me out of my mind, got nowhere to go
Booth in the corner, we could share an order
Where your money's low