Blood On The Knobs

Shake up the future Rattle this cage
Roll down the road to the next show that doesn't pay
Oh, I'm still holding onto rock 'n' roll

Fifteen years growing up in bars
Sleeping on floors Playing cheap guitars
I'm still holding onto rock 'n' roll

The late, late nights The early day jobs
Rust on the strings Blood on the knobs
I'm still holding onto rock 'n' roll

With many people I've shared a stage
They've moved on and I never changed
I'm still holding onto rock 'n' roll

Maybe I've wasted all my time like a fool
But I've heard pain tear itself out of a piece of wood
So wake me up when we get to where we're playing tonight
So I can call my family and tell them I'm still alive

We'll walk on that stage and play like it's the last time
Because it might be it might be turn the amps on and count it out
Close your eyes take a breath
This is what it's like to live without doubt



Credits
Writer(s): Bryan Bridges, Joey Kneiser
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