Road Trip

I'm gonna work my ass off
I'm gonna make some cash
I'ma make myself a good life
And nobody can stop me
If they try to disrupt my flow
They'll never catch me in time
I sure took a beating but
Cast out all my demons
I fought soon as my boots hit the ground
I felt the pain of concrete
Their words, they nearly broke my
Bones, my heart, my soul, but I try, still, so

I don't care if they hate my guts
They can't keep me in this rut
The caring of the few
The nightmares we have been through
I stop myself when I think of you
I can't cry every time I lose
I'll just whistle a simple tune
And I'll wait until I'm found anew

I'm packing my composure and
Dropping all my baggage
I'm staying solo and see what I find
I crave to be a witness of
Solitude and weakness
I've had enough of holding the line
I'm crawling past the sickness of
Popular addictions
I'm holding on to what's left of mine
If waiting on a signal is why I've been so
Miserable
I guess it's time to live, so goodbye.



Credits
Writer(s): Felipe Jojot
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