作曲 : Followill, Followill ...
Stranded with a name
They get the best of me
But I won′t will walk away
I don′t complain
Now that I was your dame
So then you pester me
And I get peed in the face
And there′s a pain
Walker hits the road
What would I care
I like going nowhere
I got the rain
The curds that I was made
Make a bag lunch
So I know I must show

Yes my show

I must go

With my soul

By my hand

Where I stand

It′s my role

It′s my soul

Pearl necklace sits a girl
She know who picked at me
I ain′t seeking to have a safety say
Her bottle thief is out of me
A mind bought easily
In the fit of this mad
McFearless tried to thumb my eyes

But that′s why he′s blinding me
I ain′t living that way
I want my esteem
And make me a better man of me
And I might easily
Just give up on the show
Yes my show
I must go

With my soul

By my hand
Where I stand

It′s my role
It′s my soul

I must show
It′s my show

I must go

With my soul

By my hand

Where I stand

It′s my role

It′s my soul

It′s my show