On The Impossible Past

The Menzingers

We took rides in your american muscle car
I felt american
We shared our smokes
I held the wheel while you drank and drove
Our plans were miserable
And then we crashed your car
Your american muscle car
Into a ditch on sawmill road
There was ice on all the roads
We always dreamt of having nice things
Having nice things

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