Sikka Takin' the Hardway

I've got five broke strings on a broke guitar
I sold my shit to pay back my mom, yeah
My music don't make money and my record deal's gone, alright
But life is a party, and I'm partyin' on

I tell myself that it's alright, I'm okay
Just scraping by now, but soon gonna find out
That this will be alright, there's no way
I'm stumbling back now, I'll figure it out
So sikka takin' the hard way
So sikka takin' the hard way, yeah

Woke up this morning, I was singing this song
Recycling bottles from the parties we've thrown, yeah
Stop giving me sticks, start throwing me bones, is that alright
'Cause I may not be buff, but I sure am strong, check it out

I tell myself that it's alright, I'm okay
Just scraping by now, but soon gonna find out
That this will be alright, there's no way
I'm stumbling back now, I'll figure it out
So sikka takin' the hard way
So sikka takin' the hard way

To get together, together we get better
To get better, we got to get together
To get together, together we get better
To get better, we got to get together

Oh, break a damn
I tell myself that it's alright, I'm okay
Just scraping by now, but soon gonna find out
That this will be alright, there's no way
I'm stumbling back now, I'll figure it out

I tell myself that it's alright, I'm okay
Just scraping by now, but soon gonna find out
That this will be alright, there's no way
I'm stumbling back now, I'll figure it out
So sikka takin' the hard way
So sikka takin' the hard way

To get together, together we get better
To get better, we got to get together
To get together, together we get better
To get better, we got to get together



Credits
Writer(s): Shelby Archer, Jeffrey Laliberte, Michael Johnson, Paul Laliberte
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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