TBM vs PDM Lyrics

I'm running on a few bucks and good luck to get us through the state

Our ride just broke down we're out of town

With nowhere left to stay

If I could get this damn van started

Swear I'll never use the brakes again

It's cold as shit and this old car scent is anything but pleasant

Now we're on our way back home

I've got my best friend in the front seat and the van back on the road

Guess things would be different if we missed out on a show

But I'll trade efficient trips for sick mosh pits anytime you wanna go

'Cause we're happy here left our worries at the door

Nothing left to fear I'm not hiding anymore

Won't waste my time

Or live a life I can't endure

Don't care what they say

I know what I'm living for

Take me back to sweat-soaked floors

Grimy bathrooms with invisible doors

Smell the stale beer and cigarettes you stole from the store

Got a shit job at home that I don't want anymore

I don't want anymore

I don't want anymore

I don't want anymore

I don't want anymore