Hard Time With The Truth
Sat down in that chair to get a little off the top
Staring out the window of this old barbershop
I was deep in my memory, everything on recall
Thumbing through the slides of what chose to stick around
It's funny what you remember and who you let down
The challenge is believing that you wouldn't change a thing
Oh It ain't nothing new
I'm just having a hard time with the truth
That hand full of all nighters, too many goodbyes
Remember when the brakes went out on 95
Maybe its all random or maybe it's by design
Uncle Tommy's old blazer, flips on the trampoline
Feeding my own ego, causin' big scenes
I think it might be time
To finally let it all go (let it all go)
It ain't nothing new
Oh It ain't nothing new
I'm just having a hard time with the truth
Yea It's blowing my mind
That I made it out alive
And I'm still here singing to you
It's just messing with my head
That I probably would be dead
Had I paid for the sins of my youth
Oh It ain't nothing new
I'm just having a hard time with the truth
Yea
Yea
That brush across my neck brought me outta my haze
And back into the moment, "Hey son, whatcha think?"
Thank you mister, thank you for your time
With all this reminiscing you know a drink sure'd be nice
There's a bar next door not a person in sight
Maybe this time I can have just one and be through
Yea but that thought ain't nothing new
It's just right now
I'm having a hard time with the truth
Staring out the window of this old barbershop
I was deep in my memory, everything on recall
Thumbing through the slides of what chose to stick around
It's funny what you remember and who you let down
The challenge is believing that you wouldn't change a thing
Oh It ain't nothing new
I'm just having a hard time with the truth
That hand full of all nighters, too many goodbyes
Remember when the brakes went out on 95
Maybe its all random or maybe it's by design
Uncle Tommy's old blazer, flips on the trampoline
Feeding my own ego, causin' big scenes
I think it might be time
To finally let it all go (let it all go)
It ain't nothing new
Oh It ain't nothing new
I'm just having a hard time with the truth
Yea It's blowing my mind
That I made it out alive
And I'm still here singing to you
It's just messing with my head
That I probably would be dead
Had I paid for the sins of my youth
Oh It ain't nothing new
I'm just having a hard time with the truth
Yea
Yea
That brush across my neck brought me outta my haze
And back into the moment, "Hey son, whatcha think?"
Thank you mister, thank you for your time
With all this reminiscing you know a drink sure'd be nice
There's a bar next door not a person in sight
Maybe this time I can have just one and be through
Yea but that thought ain't nothing new
It's just right now
I'm having a hard time with the truth
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Writer(s): Travis Leigh Shallow, Thomas Joseph Gossin
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