(drew womack)

Colorados just to cold
You see Im a gulf coast boy by heart
Its in my blood
Where I left my soul
The pain all started way back when
I lost faith in us again
Pulled up my roots
And replanted them in paradise
Where my life has gone to hell

Life was fine, back home, back then
And I could blame it on the state Im in
Colorados just to perfect
To be this hell Ive run to
To get away from you

These white-capped mountains and deep blue skies
I cant admire through these shallow brown eyes
It cant be done
Without you life aint no fun
Precious gifts I take for granted
I started with you now this place Im planted is bringing me down
Girl, Im all peaked out in paradise
Where my life has gone to hell

Life was fine, back home, back then
So I blame it on the state Im in
Colorados just too perfect
To be this hell Ive run to
To get away from you

Life was fine, back home, back then
And I could blame it on the state Im in
Colorados just to perfect
To be this hell Ive run to
To get away from you

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