Station 135 Letra

Buried his face in his hands while the boys laughed
He was a Detroit fan, he was Michigan born
Flint raised, 6th collar
Won tickets to a Red Wings game in Toronto
Hopped in his Volkswagen, with his brother road-trippin through a cold Canada
Detroit won and he fell head over heels for a girl who worked at Real Sports
Got her number and spoke nightly through the week then
He visit her on weekends
Til they moved in together, west on Ellington ave
And put wedding bands on they left hand
He thought fires for station 135
We he watched hockey on the stations, flat screen loud screaming
Shoot the puck motherfucker

(Hook)
When it all falls down and the walls start crumbling around you
You don’t have to fight
You don’t have to claw, you don’t have to bite
What the fuck for? This is my life
It’s not yours,
You can’t tell me how to sing my song
This is my life and it’s not yours
You can’t tell me how to end my song

(Verse)
They could see the smoke from the station
Towards it they raced past cars pulled over
To open the lane, the siren screamed at side streets
He stared at his boots, hoping and praying
He’d make it home safe, unskaved
Connected to the hydrants they aimed their hoses and sprayed
Soaking the flames, he kicked in the front door
Ran through the smoke, inspected the kitchen
The bathroom was empty, the hall to the living room was clear
He peaked in the living room and saw a man in pajamas standing in tears
He yelled don’t try to be a hero
This is my end, this is my dream right here
And my dream is over
Escape your nightmare while you still can
Jones

(Hook)
When it all falls down and the walls start crumbling around you
You don’t have to fight
You don’t have to claw, you don’t have to bite
What the fuck for? This is my life
It’s not yours,
You can’t tell me how to sing my song
This is my life and it’s not yours
You can’t tell me how to end my song