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Peoria Video (MV)




Performed By: tj's world
Language: English
Length: 5:39
Written by: Thomas Bryan




tj's world - Peoria Lyrics
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[01:01.57]
I wake up in the afternoon, a quarter past four
I look up at the ceiling and wish that I'd done more
I walk along the crowded halls, there's nothing for me here
I wish I could've done some good,
Maybe then there'd be less fear
In Peoria
All alone, sat in this home,
On a trip far away from my own
On an air mattress, in the simplest sense,
Deflated on the floor
In Peoria
I walk the city streets, at night I go out and creep
Walkin' down the road, and I'm for lookin' for ya
Trying to find some purpose, trying to tell myself to go home
I wanna drink away my sorrow
I head home, I do
And I walk through the front door
I'm greeted by my anthem, and this never-ending score
Trying to find some purpose, trying to go home
In Peoria
All alone, sat in this home,
On a trip far away from my own
On an air mattress, in the simplest sense,
Deflated on the floor
In Peoria
[05:28.72]
(Goddamn, I'm good!)
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[01:01.57]
I wake up in the afternoon, a quarter past four
I look up at the ceiling and wish that I'd done more
I walk along the crowded halls, there's nothing for me here
I wish I could've done some good,
Maybe then there'd be less fear
In Peoria
All alone, sat in this home,
On a trip far away from my own
On an air mattress, in the simplest sense,
Deflated on the floor
In Peoria
I walk the city streets, at night I go out and creep
Walkin' down the road, and I'm for lookin' for ya
Trying to find some purpose, trying to tell myself to go home
I wanna drink away my sorrow
I head home, I do
And I walk through the front door
I'm greeted by my anthem, and this never-ending score
Trying to find some purpose, trying to go home
In Peoria
All alone, sat in this home,
On a trip far away from my own
On an air mattress, in the simplest sense,
Deflated on the floor
In Peoria
[05:28.72]
(Goddamn, I'm good!)
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Writer: Thomas Bryan
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