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POORMAN Video (MV)




Performed By: Brandon Marcel
Language: English
Length: 2:54
Written by: BRANDON MARCEL




Brandon Marcel - POORMAN Lyrics




You left your last
On tha bathroom counter
And you dance like a good stretch feels, let the room spin wild
We made a long night of forgetting day jobs
No balance, high volume, you know new mileage
Just two silhouettes letting sun fade out

How many memories
Did we make rich from a poor man's pastime
All of the memories
That we made right in the midst of a poor man's pastime
The way you and I pass time

We take a night and let our hair down
Close our eyes and find a new escape
Different high but feelings never change
Face to face I know we'll find a way out
With you by my side is all it takes
We could be down a thousand miles
Always find the way like a moth and flame

Cuz how many memories
Did we make rich from a poor man's pastime
All of the memories,
That we found life in the midst of a poor man's pastime
The way you and I pass time

Lost in a why, hands on a open sky, money isn't time but the memories come with a price
It's not the life they idolize but it's right for us
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You left your last
On tha bathroom counter
And you dance like a good stretch feels, let the room spin wild
We made a long night of forgetting day jobs
No balance, high volume, you know new mileage
Just two silhouettes letting sun fade out

How many memories
Did we make rich from a poor man's pastime
All of the memories
That we made right in the midst of a poor man's pastime
The way you and I pass time

We take a night and let our hair down
Close our eyes and find a new escape
Different high but feelings never change
Face to face I know we'll find a way out
With you by my side is all it takes
We could be down a thousand miles
Always find the way like a moth and flame

Cuz how many memories
Did we make rich from a poor man's pastime
All of the memories,
That we found life in the midst of a poor man's pastime
The way you and I pass time

Lost in a why, hands on a open sky, money isn't time but the memories come with a price
It's not the life they idolize but it's right for us
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Writer: BRANDON MARCEL
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