paroles de chanson '96 Impala - Samson

What′s the trip like
What is this life
What are the dislikes for
Enter this life
I'm gonna hitch hike
Into the night yeah
In a ′96 Impala
We'll be blowing on some Cali ganja
We don't have to talk
About the problems no
All this love is really gonna solve them
I wouldn′t be me
Without you I swear
I don′t even post about you
I Quarterback
I smoke a sack
I slit a wrist
I don't get sad
′96 Impala
We'll be blowing on some Cali ganja
Never gonna be leaving California
Hit the beach anytime you want to

Promise you that
We live
We learn to fly
I fall from so far high
We love
We say goodbye
And letting go
Is the rawest form of love
Just let them fly
Don′t give a fuck who you are
What is your soul
What is your scar
Whipping a stick
Don't give a shit
I wish every creature on this planet happiness
Need a girl that doesn′t fuck with guys
Need someone
That doesn't fuck with sides
I got help now from the other side
I'm having dreams that I can′t deny
You saying this
It′s not even that
Let all of the weight
That's all on your back
Fall off
Let all the weight
Fall of your back
May all of the blessings
Fall in your lap
May all of the light
Fill out all the dark
Let all of the swings
Go out of the park
May all of the things
That tear us apart
Turn into the things
We share with our heart
What′s the trip like
What is this life
What are the dislikes for
Enter this life
I'm gonna hitchhike
Into the night yeah

In a ′96 Impala
We'll be blowing on some Cali ganja
We don′t have to talk
About the problems no
All this love is really gonna solve them
Hope these days move slow
Look how fast they go