Intro

Ray Ray drink all day, I work here bro
I like'a drinkin' the rum
How's everyone doing
Are those stock pickups in that thing
Alright, we are For the Fallen, we're from Edmond, Oklahoma
So keep on groovin' and cruisin' yeah
We gotta practice, and you're in there meatloafin'
We're gonna start this off with one of our own

In this life, we are all one of two things
We are either lost, are we are found
Many have tried to be both while others have attempted to be neither
But at the end of the day when the dust settles it becomes abundantly clear
We are all lost
Until the Lost Becomes Found



Credits
Writer(s): Louie Constantine Robinson, Frank Lennon Allert, Hussain Yoosuf, Phillip Washington Gayle
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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