so this is how we fight:
hands pressed against our chests, a step behind the line.
i know, man, he's not worth it.
the swelling will go down.
our chins are stubbled and our ego's worn.
leathered to a dark and shiny brown.
(image is everything) can't you tell that we're people, too?
no no no ride it 'til you've had enough.
i'll wait for this no more.
can't seem to cool down these feverish hands.
i know, man, he's not worth it.
but for a change, i wouldn't mind a piece.
A Survivors Code. My Code
A Survivors Code. My Code
I Live My Life A Quarter Mile At A Time
I Live My Life A Quarter Mile At A Time
You Come Into My House, While I Sleep?
Time For You To Go Do Your Own Thing
Time For You To Go Do Your Own Thing
You Come Into My House, While I Sleep?
No Wonder I'm Still Awake
You Stay. I Go. No Following.
You Ever Get Punched In The Face For Talking Too Much?
I'm Not Guilty, But I'm Used To It
They Only Take The Backroads
You Stay. I Go. No Following.
No Wonder I'm Still Awake
I'm Not Guilty, But I'm Used To It
They Only Take The Backroads
You Ever Get Punched In The Face For Talking Too Much?
I Promise We'll Swing For The Fences
I Promise We'll Swing For The Fences