Western Haunts - Magazines
Water to fill a wishing well
Air we can breathe in daydreams
Are these the ties that bind
Or weigh us down
Sell off your pack of lies
Old hand me downs
Bred by the ghosts of bright lights
Are we burnt out
Born Holding on to the hope
Now it's all gone
What we imagined, lost
Harder to sell a fairytale
I still believe in magazines
Boxed in, frozen in time
Come break us down
Oh how the years slip by
Our college town
Air we can breathe in daydreams
Are these the ties that bind
Or weigh us down
Sell off your pack of lies
Old hand me downs
Bred by the ghosts of bright lights
Are we burnt out
Born Holding on to the hope
Now it's all gone
What we imagined, lost
Harder to sell a fairytale
I still believe in magazines
Boxed in, frozen in time
Come break us down
Oh how the years slip by
Our college town
Water to fill a wishing well
Air we can breathe in daydreams
Are these the ties that bind
Or weigh us down
Sell off your pack of lies
Old hand me downs
Bred by the ghosts of bright lights
Are we burnt out
Born Holding on to the hope
Now it's all gone
What we imagined, lost
Harder to sell a fairytale
I still believe in magazines
Boxed in, frozen in time
Come break us down
Oh how the years slip by
Our college town
Air we can breathe in daydreams
Are these the ties that bind
Or weigh us down
Sell off your pack of lies
Old hand me downs
Bred by the ghosts of bright lights
Are we burnt out
Born Holding on to the hope
Now it's all gone
What we imagined, lost
Harder to sell a fairytale
I still believe in magazines
Boxed in, frozen in time
Come break us down
Oh how the years slip by
Our college town
