ON THE ROAD
Out on the road
I don't know which way I'm goin'
Got no load,
I gotta make something out of nothin'
My money's low
I got a few bills that I keep on blowin'
And all I know
I gotta go where the waters flowin'
So I said fuck the map
Imma follow my own lead
Drop another tab
Wake my third eye up and see
My baby's calling
I gotta get away from home
And the rain keeps falling
I gotta find a way on my own
And the only route that I'm taking
Is the voice inside my head
And, all the rules I'm breaking
I turn my body into bread
On my throne
In my Chevy I'm the king of my roam
I got my dog by my side, ready to ride
(Motherfucker) I stick my toes
Out the window just to feel the breeze
While the time all proceeded to freeze
On this soul side journey
There ain't no turnin'
Back to what it used to be
But I been at it since dawn
I'll be at it all damn night
My supply almost gone
But I can't stop sniffin' the white
My baby's calling
I gotta get away from home
And the rain keeps falling
I gotta find a way on my own
And the only route that I'm taking
Is the voice inside my head
And, all the rules im breaking
I turn my body into bread
My baby she callin'
I gotta get home
The rain is fallin' gotta find a way on my own
The road I'm takin' voice in my head
The rules I'm breaking my body my bread
Said I'm gone and I'm leaving
Gone by tomorrow
Baby you don't need me
Go in your sorrow
Live your life the way that you will
And you can catch me singing like a whippoorwill
I don't know which way I'm goin'
Got no load,
I gotta make something out of nothin'
My money's low
I got a few bills that I keep on blowin'
And all I know
I gotta go where the waters flowin'
So I said fuck the map
Imma follow my own lead
Drop another tab
Wake my third eye up and see
My baby's calling
I gotta get away from home
And the rain keeps falling
I gotta find a way on my own
And the only route that I'm taking
Is the voice inside my head
And, all the rules I'm breaking
I turn my body into bread
On my throne
In my Chevy I'm the king of my roam
I got my dog by my side, ready to ride
(Motherfucker) I stick my toes
Out the window just to feel the breeze
While the time all proceeded to freeze
On this soul side journey
There ain't no turnin'
Back to what it used to be
But I been at it since dawn
I'll be at it all damn night
My supply almost gone
But I can't stop sniffin' the white
My baby's calling
I gotta get away from home
And the rain keeps falling
I gotta find a way on my own
And the only route that I'm taking
Is the voice inside my head
And, all the rules im breaking
I turn my body into bread
My baby she callin'
I gotta get home
The rain is fallin' gotta find a way on my own
The road I'm takin' voice in my head
The rules I'm breaking my body my bread
Said I'm gone and I'm leaving
Gone by tomorrow
Baby you don't need me
Go in your sorrow
Live your life the way that you will
And you can catch me singing like a whippoorwill
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Windsor
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