Lyrics:
to get back home
I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive
Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it's not for days
just to get back home
I'm a cowboy
On a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive
Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it's not for days
just to get back home
I'm a cowboy
On a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive
Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it's not for days
to get back home
I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive
Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it's not for days
just to get back home
I'm a cowboy
On a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive
Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it's not for days
and we know
What mark have we left behind
What will be no more in no time
Grains of sand in an endless sea
Swallowed by our hypocrisy
Greed is the order
to get back home
I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive
Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it's not for days
Cut the strings, feel your heart start
Cut the cord
Crack this code of silence
All our lives in the hands of tyrants
Crushed by the fists of god
Cut the strings, feel your heart start
Cut the cord
Crack this code of silence
All our lives in the hands of tyrants
Crushed by the fists of god
should have a job by now
Not living with my mom right now
I should have a hit song by now
That would really be the bomb right now
That would really put
calls progress
Checking in every craft beer on the taps
Like a fair trade for happiness
It's nothing he can't fix by buying a brand new
Cowboy Hat
He
came to town
Well one cold day a posse captured Billy
and the judge said "String him up for what he did"
And the cowboys and their kin
like
came to town.
Well one cold day a posse captured Billy
And the judge said String him up for what he did.
And the cowboys and their kin
Like
So I forgot something man
I forgot how many people in here have the "And justice for all" album
Yeah, you're right
I counted and I was a few off man,
it has begun
I am just a puppet on a string your raspy voice used to make me sing
Nothing heals by the sake of time scars remind me you were mine
I
cold day a posse captured Billy
And the judge said "String 'I'm up for what he did!"
And the cowboys and their kin like the sea, came pourin' in
or fight?
Fight and die if we must, die
Like niggas
This is for the masses, the lower classes
Ones you left out, jobs were givin', better livin'
But we
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
not for days
The people I meet always go their separate ways
Sometimes you tell the day by the bottle that you drink
Sometimes when you're alone all
to get back to home
I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive
Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it's not for days
and women with attitudes
And I find myself surrounded by all three, but what's a man to do
Still got a job to see through, so let's go, me and you
You're
a posse captured Billy
And the judge said
"String 'I'm up for what he did!"
And the cowboys and their kin
Like the sea came pourin' in
To watch the hangin'
sometimes it's not for days
The people I meet always go their separate ways
Sometimes you tell the day
By the bottle that you drink
And times when you're
People that are walking in a hurry just like me
In the morning at the mirror
They don't like what they see
A job they hate and they blame the world
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