Mud Tires

I awoke Saturday, with two pistols in my hands
One pointed at my brother, one pointed at my own head
Who to shoot who to kill, I don't know what's right or what's wrong
But if I don't feel something soon I won't live much longer
So come down in me and set a fire
For my wars I waged against you I grow so tired
No you never left me, your faithless, brute and liar
So I'mma walk myself behind the tracks of your mud tires
Won't you mute the liars, who speak against me
Won't you pick me up off of these weary feet
Take me cross Jordan up Zion let me fly away with thee
Walk out on your alabaster waters stand still on the sea
So come down in me and set a fire
For my wars I waged against you I grow so tired
No you never left me, your faithless, brute and liar
So I'mma walk myself behind the tracks of your mud tires
Whoah, whoah, whoah
Whoah, whoah, whoah
Whoah, whoah, whoah
Whoah, whoah, whoah
So come down in me and
For my wars I waged against you I
No you never left me, your faithless brute and liar
So I'mma walk myself beyond the tracks of your mud tires
Whoah, whoah, whoah
Whoah, whoah, whoah
Whoah, whoah, whoah
Whoah, whoah, whoah



Credits
Writer(s): Kristian Lietzan
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