Artist: The Number Twelve Looks Like You
Album: Worse Than Alone
Nowhere like a diner to get to truly know someone.
Like a library up 17 or a spin around the center of town.
The smell of saltwater. I left my pocket change at the Molly Pitcher.
A sound we can live with, no sound.
A smell we can live with, no smell.
A home we can live with, no home.
But the morning sun is not too far behind.
I'm lit up like the night sky- I told you I trust this place.
The night jug handles as I'm swept through northern lights.
Quick Chek coffee is cooling down.
We're sweeping along the shoreline,
On some journey I cannot repeat.
Matilda will meet us at Martell's
Barefoot in the sand,
Hanging on the boardwalk for dear life.
The smells, the sounds
Long way from home, I can't go on.
The garden state
I'll always bounce back down these roads
Nothin' like home
We danced and split. Exit 117 driving east.
I'll never turn around in the place where I was born.
I'm left without directions or a road to follow
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|3||To Catch A Tiger|
|5||The Garden's All Nighters|
|6||If They Holler, Don't Let Go|
|7||Retort, Rebuild, Remind|
|8||The League Of Endangered Oddities|
|10||I'll Make My Own Hours|
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|The Number Twelve Looks Like You - Worse Than Alone Album Lyrics|
|3.||To Catch A Tiger|
|5.||The Garden's All Nighters|
|6.||If They Holler, Don't Let Go|
|7.||Retort, Rebuild, Remind|
|8.||The League Of Endangered Oddities|
|10.||I'll Make My Own Hours|
|1||El PiÃ±ata de La Muerte|
|2||I'll Make My Own Hours|
|4||Retort, Rebuild, Remind|
|5||If They Holler, Don't Let Go|
|6||The Garden's All Nighters|
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