Mills – White Horses Lyrics

I woke up and my teeth are still here, thank god,
If I spoke up, would anyone care, probably not,
Cause I’ve been on my own for a while now,
Back on the road never slowing down,
Swing for the fence but I’m striking out,
This the part that no one ever talks about

Used to see white horses, and they were running through the fields,
Now I see colored porsches, speeding through the hills
That’s not home, that’s not home, that’s not home to me,
But I’ll get used to it,
And wait for where I’m supposed to be, supposed to be
Supposed to be

Now everyone around is blacked out drunk by eight o’clock,
Poking fun at the kid who sings songs, my luck,
I guess this one isn’t my kinda crowd,
Plastic people in a doll’s house
Jimmy’s on coke so he’s talking loud,
His girlfriend does it too, why she sticks around

Used to see white horses, and they were running through the fields,
Now I see colored porsches, speeding through the hills
That’s not home, that’s not home, that’s not home to me,
But I’ll get used to it,
And wait for where I’m supposed to be

Used to see white horses, and they were running through the fields,
Now I see colored porsches, speeding through the hills
That’s not home, that’s not home, that’s not home to me,
But I’ll get used to it,
And wait for where I’m supposed to be
Supposed to be, supposed to be.

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