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The Coastals Lyrics
"Death And Taxes"

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Let's quit our jobs and let's disown our parents
Fall back a while on the welfare state
Cut out
Head down south
And get a little place

I've had enough of these pretentious neighbors
I've had enough of this bullshit town
Let's go
On the road
I can't just hang around

So let's end these doubts and close our accounts
And just get in the car
Go down the coast
On the straightest roads
Until we can't feel the city no more

I'm sick of thinking 'bout death and taxes
I'm sick of praying for my daily bread
And you're Mom
Is rambling on
Just like she always does

So let's leave our phones and tear up our loans
Cut our ties and leave
Because the way we're living and the way we struggle's
Not the way it's meant to be

And let's end these doubts and close our accounts
And just get in the car
Go down the coast
On the straightest roads
Until we can't feel the city no more
This song is from the album "Burn White Hot".