Lyrics:
to name women after produce
And that was the first Road Rules without toll booths
Even when Adam and Eve sat by the weed tree
I told Eve, "Please don't
gone
In the wind
See my nigga, Ken,
Then dipped the Benz
And copped two old folks for the Ben
Then decided to meet downtown
By ten
Shoot a little pool
nations left to enslave
We need some more fancy clothes and golden roads paved now
'Cause your
Government loves you so sleep now rest assured
sinners, pagan fools!
Worshipping the carcasses and carrion left by you
Have you seen their eyes?
Have you heard their cry?
Have you seen the pain
That
forming in conjunction
Cardiac impulse with foetal brain function
The journey was harsh, days on the road in the dirt
The young couple compelled by
[Verse 1]
Way home, tiptoe over nos cracks
Cab ride back, keep runnin' that song back (Runnin’ that)
Gotta stomach that loss (Yeah)
Got me starin'
to be slaves
Today nothing is left
But our bleached and battered skin and bones
Now our hearts arrived
Where our souls are still longing to be
Step by
It was a wet and slishy-slushy winter day
When the strangers came to stay
A man in black from head to toe with a lady by his side
I knew she was
always cool though
My job got me a bankroll
I'm not coppin' a lake home
That ride already bait hoes
Bad cops walking the same road
My pop taught me to hate
fading
While I'm fading into you
City lights passing by
Without you I'm colorblind
Ain't no reason left to hide
Chasing highs day and night
Praying
While I'm fading into you
City lights passing by
Without you I'm colorblind
Ain't no reason left to hide
Chasing highs day and night
Praying you
the choice before the fall
Start with our failures, set it off
Even now you're relentless fueled by rage
When the fool meets the hard road
Give him
till it ends
Rejected and misunderstood by my friends
Viewed as a loose cannon, candid, branded, but abandoned
Let it sink in, let it begin, this what
then wrap their arms around you
Where its true lives are driven by power and fame
Driven by sex, success, approval, and pain
And for what? Nothing?s left
a little dirt
On the country road
That's been paved
By the way they've been
Spiting on the old boys graves
Waitin' on Hank to come on back
And lay
hand
cursed with obsession
in search of the timeless in this broken art
left with a broken heart, no rest for the weary
some remain numb while these
Sweet Orphan
(Words and music by Kirk McLeod; arranged by Kirk McLeod, Eric Gast, and Dan Stacey)
Ooh, I swear this February's cold
I stole a chance
takes a lil' boy to grow into a man
She's often ridiculed, people don't understand
she's being picked apart and scarred by her father's hand
And he's
She crashes her car into a much bigger one
Wham, you slammed into a parked Tesla
There's a man who looks like a minotaur
Broad faces, left stunned
a box
And left it on the side of the road thanks for nothing
You watched the ball drop then made a wish on a burnt out star
When'd you lose control you
it got quite wild now
Morning's approached and I wrestle with a headache
That was spawned in hell by the devil himself
Now it's, not quite clear
guess I just don't measure up
Strayed from the straight and narrow road
So you lock me up, throw away the key
'Cause I don't live by your dress code
raised to think like his dad
Their mind full of hate
On the road to no where fast
'Til the greats of god got in his way
And he saw the light and hit
As hard as I try ain't left no track
It's not enough to find my way back
I hit the ground like broken glass and just lay there
Singing why me, oh why
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