Debts by Tom Frampton Lyrics
I got these debts to pay
I got these big fucking debts to pay
And I'm not sure if this next bill I can make
So I'm headed West
I'm going to get myself out of this mess
Yeah I think that I'd best disappear for a while
Maybe it's self-sabotage
Maybe I'm trying to tempt fate
Maybe it's starting again
If I could buy a clean slate
Well I hitched 4000 miles
In five and a half days
But there are always some things
From which you can't run away...run away
Well I'm in deep this time
It wasn't my fault but I crossed the line
And I'm not sure if I can leave it all behind
What I'm doing here
This town is a trap full of loathing and fear
But maybe this is what it'll take to settle the score
Maybe it's self-sabotage
Maybe I'm trying to tempt fate
Maybe it's starting again
If I could buy a clean slate
Well I hitched 4000 miles
In five and a half days
But there are always some things
From which you can't run away...run away
I took the early train into Washington
Out the window the highway is alive tonight
Code Orange blues across the evening news
But somehow I think that everything'll be alright
I got these big fucking debts to pay
And I'm not sure if this next bill I can make
So I'm headed West
I'm going to get myself out of this mess
Yeah I think that I'd best disappear for a while
Maybe it's self-sabotage
Maybe I'm trying to tempt fate
Maybe it's starting again
If I could buy a clean slate
Well I hitched 4000 miles
In five and a half days
But there are always some things
From which you can't run away...run away
Well I'm in deep this time
It wasn't my fault but I crossed the line
And I'm not sure if I can leave it all behind
What I'm doing here
This town is a trap full of loathing and fear
But maybe this is what it'll take to settle the score
Maybe it's self-sabotage
Maybe I'm trying to tempt fate
Maybe it's starting again
If I could buy a clean slate
Well I hitched 4000 miles
In five and a half days
But there are always some things
From which you can't run away...run away
I took the early train into Washington
Out the window the highway is alive tonight
Code Orange blues across the evening news
But somehow I think that everything'll be alright