The sun slides upon the powerlines
As we drive down into the winds
My hair blows in all sorts of way
Oh how I love those good old days
The leaves are falling
The weathers changing
I feel it in myself
My mind is rearranging
Got a fear of missing out
All I do is sit and pout
Gotta figure my shit out
What is right for me
What is my journey
I keep losing friends
Every year or so I leave them
Or thats what I like to think
Even though it's incorrect
No one likes me the best
Brenna Rosman - Powerlines Lyrics
Brenna Rosman - Powerlines Lyrics
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The sun slides upon the powerlines
As we drive down into the winds
My hair blows in all sorts of way
Oh how I love those good old days
The leaves are falling
The weathers changing
I feel it in myself
My mind is rearranging
Got a fear of missing out
All I do is sit and pout
Gotta figure my shit out
What is right for me
What is my journey
I keep losing friends
Every year or so I leave them
Or thats what I like to think
Even though it's incorrect
No one likes me the best
As we drive down into the winds
My hair blows in all sorts of way
Oh how I love those good old days
The leaves are falling
The weathers changing
I feel it in myself
My mind is rearranging
Got a fear of missing out
All I do is sit and pout
Gotta figure my shit out
What is right for me
What is my journey
I keep losing friends
Every year or so I leave them
Or thats what I like to think
Even though it's incorrect
No one likes me the best
Writer: Brenna Rosman
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