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On this lonely road, trying to make it home |
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Doing it by my lonesome-pissed off, who wants some |
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I'm fighting for my soul, God get at your boy |
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You try to bogart--fall back, I go hard |
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On this lonely road, trying to make it home |
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Doing it by my lonesome-pissed off, who wants some |
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I see them long hard times to come |
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Verse 1: |
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My life is ill son... prepared to kill son |
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A paradox of pain, baby; it's real son |
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Lonely traveler, aint trying to battle ya |
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But if you're feeling tuff dog, I welcome all challengers |
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Aint got no family, you see there's one of me |
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Might lose your pulse standing two feet in front of me |
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I'm pissed at the world, but I aint looking for trouble |
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I might crack a grin, I aint looking to hug you |
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Think about it, nobody wants to die |
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There's rules to this game son, I'm justified |
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I'm ready to go partner, hey I'm on the run |
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The devils hugging on my boots that's why I own a gun |
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This journey's too long, I'm looking for some answers |
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So much time stressing, I forget the questions |
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I fear no man, you don't want no problems 'B' |
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Eyes in the back of my head, you better not follow me |
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[Chorus] |
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On this lonely road, trying to make it home |
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Doing it by my lonesome-pissed off who wants some |
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I'm fighting for my soul, God get at your boy |
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You try to bogart--fall back, I go hard |
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On this lonely road, trying to make it home |
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Doing it by my lonesome-pissed off, who wants some |
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I see them long hard times to come |
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Verse 2: |
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You probably think I'm crazy, or got some loose screws |
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But that's alright though--I'm a'do me, you do you |
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So how you judging me? I'm just trying to survive |
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And if the time comes, I aint trying to die |
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I'm just trying to fly, and get a little love |
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Find me a dime piece and get a little hug |
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Hook the car up--hit the bar up--clean the scars up--hey yo, the stars up |
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Hey this is the life of an outlaw |
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We aint promised tomorrow--I'm living now, dog |
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I'm walking through life. but yo my feet hurt |
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All my blessings are fed, man I'll rest when I'm dead |
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Look through my eyes and see the real world |
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Take a walk with me, have a talk with me |
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Where we end up--god only knows |
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Strap your boots on tight you might be alright |
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[Chorus] |
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On this lonely road, trying to make it home |
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Doing it by my lonesome pissed off who wants some |
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I'm fighting for my soul, God get at your boy |
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You try to bogart fall back I go hard |
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On this lonely road, trying to make it home |
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Doing it by my lonesome pissed off who wants some |
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I see them long hard times to come |
