Country
There's no one left
The hounds are calling
I'm up all night til' the screen goes dark
Look in my eyes and you will see
A big house in the country
I've got nothing to do
Sure got nothing to say
The devil's hand is cold as steel
Fall in love with the sound
You fall in love with the taste
A promise so real
A great escape
Places where you wanna grow old
Places where you never found love
We're caught in the moving lights
Metal ball, let it fall
The hounds are calling
I'm up all night til' the screen goes dark
Look in my eyes and you will see
A big house in the country
I've got nothing to do
Sure got nothing to say
The devil's hand is cold as steel
Fall in love with the sound
You fall in love with the taste
A promise so real
A great escape
Places where you wanna grow old
Places where you never found love
We're caught in the moving lights
Metal ball, let it fall
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Crean
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