Lyrics:
death is the escape route
Read the bible pray to god he still not gunna save you
I'm not another puppet going crooked for a fake view
I've chosen music
of that trash
So I packed up my suitcase and I move on down, hit that lonesome
road
You know I packed up
of that trash
So I packed up my suitcase and I move on down, hit that lonesome
road
You know I packed up
to ease the pain
But the whiskey that was sold to him
By the moonshiner every day
The moonshiner said, "Drinking's killing you
Why don't you give it up?"
I'm on the road to riches, tunnel vision like these stars in my eyes
The portal to your soul, you can get lost inside the mind
I'm caught inside this
and get some head by the side road
She asked him to autograph her derriere
It read
"To Wide Load
This yard bird taste like fried toad Turd
Love
road
She asked him autograph her derriere, read
"To Wide Load
This yard bird taste like fried toad turd
Love, Villain" Take pride in code words
Crooked
A strong man feels weak in the still heat of the day
Nothing is black and white, just a hazy gray
There's a long lonesome sound in the distance
John and Linda live in Omaha
Joe is somewhere on the road
We lost Davey in the Korean War
And I still don't know what for
Don't matter anymore
the miles they take their toll
I’ve been here for way too long
Just trying to make it home
1000 miles and he still runnin
Amarillo by tomorrow morning
fentanyl
Looked up to Tulisiano
And to el Chapo
Them was my fuckin idols
All I gots to say is bravo
They proof
Crooked America
Loves criminals
We still
on drink
Big softie killing um softly
Probably not so tough by his lonesome
Cigarette smoke up my nose
Whiskey breath they smelled when I spoke
Tempt me with
women, you become a victim
Damaged by the system that was crooked when I was a rookie
So I'm kinda pushy, fighting temptations like I'm Cuba Gooden
I don't
And it will be the people that take the crown
Lady Liberty is blind by big business
A vicious cycle designed to be crooked
So band together, humans, in
think twice, it's all right
I'm walkin' down that long, lonesome road, babe
Where I'm bound, I can't tell
But goodbye's too good a word, gal
So I'll just
sasuke i got revenge on the plot
Actually im madara ima give em all i got
Take on a whole army by my lonesome guess im hot
I got the juice got the gas got
i am thinking
in the living room you are singing
you told me about that lonesome road
but I was busy thinking
i'm starving
i was crying
december 16
got really annoying
But deep down I still got hope that all the blessings are unfolding
Imma go in for the moment here we go and still remember all
falling down
Is that the snow I hold in my crooked paw?
And the ever-unblinking eyes of God stare
As he wonders what could've been
If I'd took the road more
to realise it more
Figure what I'm fighting for, and push it out, look at me all crooked now
Still won't see me bowing out or bowing down to royalties
Just
pinch hard
Never passed the pylon, needed like a inch more
Crooked flight, clipped wings but I still soar
Magic tricks with prescriptions, the pills gone
turnin´ on your lights babe, The light I´Ve never known
Ain´t no use in turnin´ on your lights babe, I´m on the dark side of the road
Still I wish there
on your light, babe
I'm on the dark side of the road
Still I wish there was somethin' you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We
light, babe
I’m on the dark side of the road
Still I wish there was somethin’ you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We
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