The Grinns
Brine
[Verse 1]
Well she leaves like [?] flow
She's by the bloody borders of Mexico
She bleedin' like a [?] while I’m usin' [?]
Feedin' off the [?] and American dreams

[Chorus 1]
Well isn't it nice
She sure inspires
What can I say?
She's fading away
Oh [?]
These stars in my head
Waitin' on her to begin

[Verse 2]
Oh, [?] pleasure of a [?]
[?] of a sinful man
She cares like a [?] in a [?] of cars, yeah
And she speaks like an angel playing jazz guitar
Speak to me!

[Instrumental]

[Chorus 2]
Well isn't it nice
She sure inspires
What can I say?
She's fading away
Oh [?]
These stars in my head
Waitin' on her to begin