Backwood

Made believe we're home free
Chase me down the street
Wash away the debris
Nothing is for free

Buried in the backwood
Growing up on fun
Tear the place down
And burnout the son

Why am I running, I rolled the joint
Why am I nothing, fucking case and point
I was here first, this is all mine
You're a poser, I fucked your wife

Buried in the backwood
Growing up on fun
Tear the place down
And burnout the son

You tore down my fucking woods
Go fuck yourself
So come in and reap your glory
Misplace your footing
Come on in, how they adore you
Tearing down my memory



Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Doucette
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