Get Out of Dodge
Dear friend
A family at large
Old guard in charge
Demented by bars
Lost to the stars
You think too much Neville
Go on I can make it just fine on my own
Nefarious szars
Opening scars
Profiling cars
Headin' to mars
What a great future
But always remember
Every spiked head has a seat on the throne
Enlightened by rage
Decided by hate
Somebodies gotta win when the family fueds
Survey says it's the path that you choose
Fast money baby
Hope you follow the clues
A little bit pensive getting hung by the news
Pretty big price if you happen to lose huh?
Don't worry Neville
There's a way from the top
Don't let it suffocate you as you swallow the blues
Now will you roll stoned from the streets?
Or will the streets paint you black?
Do you not run from police?
Preachers runnin' the mass?
You prayed and you got outta dodge
Got saved and God gave you a chance
Yet you gon' kill anybody you want cuz you don't wanna...
Put on a mask, huh?
Ironic, ain't it?
Well, resuscitate us
Can of fucking worms full of germs learning to hate us
Is it majesty, or fantasy
Devistate us?
Is it tragedy or gravity
You decide
But all I really ask of you
Is meet me at the bottom
And show me where to go
Are you ready to the past
To come back after you now?
Are you ready for the lonely, sad truth of it all
To burn down your house
Well I'm not trying to right
Or be the only one left
I'm in the dead fuckin center
Tryin to figure it out
But I'm just trying to warn you Neville
There's no idols allowed and...
What the fu...
Crash
Foot on the gas
Down on the pedal baby
There gonna send my ass to Mexico
Take all the cash
Take all the records baby
Show me the righteous path
We gotta go
They're taking money honey
They're gonna take it all
And we understand it but we just don't give a fuck
Don't know how where gonna make it there
Apparently now we'll never make it back
One day we'll have no future
One day we'll have no past
One day we'll have no issues
First we bounce checks on a motherfuckin' broken path
So sit back, relax, go and free your mind up
Take all the fuckin Valium if you can
Go and reload a bow and arrow hold up
And bury the bodies before they marry in
Hey there, see you have a problem
Show me whose your foe
Get outta dodge now
You got to get out of dodge
Hey there, tell me everything you ever need to know
Get out of dodge
Hey there, lonely little heart
Just let your flower grow
Hey there, see you at the bottom
I know where to go
Nothing...
Matters...
Only a matter of time
Before you were somebody
Only a matter of time
Before you were somebody
No more
No...
A family at large
Old guard in charge
Demented by bars
Lost to the stars
You think too much Neville
Go on I can make it just fine on my own
Nefarious szars
Opening scars
Profiling cars
Headin' to mars
What a great future
But always remember
Every spiked head has a seat on the throne
Enlightened by rage
Decided by hate
Somebodies gotta win when the family fueds
Survey says it's the path that you choose
Fast money baby
Hope you follow the clues
A little bit pensive getting hung by the news
Pretty big price if you happen to lose huh?
Don't worry Neville
There's a way from the top
Don't let it suffocate you as you swallow the blues
Now will you roll stoned from the streets?
Or will the streets paint you black?
Do you not run from police?
Preachers runnin' the mass?
You prayed and you got outta dodge
Got saved and God gave you a chance
Yet you gon' kill anybody you want cuz you don't wanna...
Put on a mask, huh?
Ironic, ain't it?
Well, resuscitate us
Can of fucking worms full of germs learning to hate us
Is it majesty, or fantasy
Devistate us?
Is it tragedy or gravity
You decide
But all I really ask of you
Is meet me at the bottom
And show me where to go
Are you ready to the past
To come back after you now?
Are you ready for the lonely, sad truth of it all
To burn down your house
Well I'm not trying to right
Or be the only one left
I'm in the dead fuckin center
Tryin to figure it out
But I'm just trying to warn you Neville
There's no idols allowed and...
What the fu...
Crash
Foot on the gas
Down on the pedal baby
There gonna send my ass to Mexico
Take all the cash
Take all the records baby
Show me the righteous path
We gotta go
They're taking money honey
They're gonna take it all
And we understand it but we just don't give a fuck
Don't know how where gonna make it there
Apparently now we'll never make it back
One day we'll have no future
One day we'll have no past
One day we'll have no issues
First we bounce checks on a motherfuckin' broken path
So sit back, relax, go and free your mind up
Take all the fuckin Valium if you can
Go and reload a bow and arrow hold up
And bury the bodies before they marry in
Hey there, see you have a problem
Show me whose your foe
Get outta dodge now
You got to get out of dodge
Hey there, tell me everything you ever need to know
Get out of dodge
Hey there, lonely little heart
Just let your flower grow
Hey there, see you at the bottom
I know where to go
Nothing...
Matters...
Only a matter of time
Before you were somebody
Only a matter of time
Before you were somebody
No more
No...
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Writer(s): Taylor Wolfe
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