Same Ol' Deja Vu
I went up the road, up the road just a piece (just a piece)
Said these ice cold, ice cold fatties did a little much to me (much to me)
The night's been burning long and those mirrors covered white (covered white)
Said this life it can't be wrong, but oh baby it ain't right (it ain't right)
Bringing more wood to the coward's campfire
Bringing more wood 'til I've burned my last desire
Morning comes around, and I'm beaten through and through
Then I'll have that same ol' deja vu
I'm careless by and by, and I'm reckless through and through (through and through)
So if you buy me ice cold beer, I'll do some funny shit for you (just for you)
I went down to the hoedown, brought my kratom to the scene (what a scene)
Just as I found a loving girl, the sheriff busted me for weed (took the weed)
Bringing more wood to the coward's campfire
Bringing more wood 'til I've burned my last desire
Morning came around, and I'm beaten through and through
This must be that same ol' deja vu
Spent my last earned dollar on that sweet peyote tea (peyote tea)
Asked the shaman what it does, he said it brings good memories (what a tease)
But as I tripped he took my wallet, all the henry and the grass (not the grass)
Oh I hollered, "Lawdy lawdy, I can't let this fire last" (burnt my ass)
Ain't bringing more wood to the coward's campfire
Ain't bringing more wood til' I've burned my last desire
Morning comes around, no more beaten through and through
Now I ain't got that same ol' deja vu (deez nutz)
(Great)
(Life for your crop)
Said these ice cold, ice cold fatties did a little much to me (much to me)
The night's been burning long and those mirrors covered white (covered white)
Said this life it can't be wrong, but oh baby it ain't right (it ain't right)
Bringing more wood to the coward's campfire
Bringing more wood 'til I've burned my last desire
Morning comes around, and I'm beaten through and through
Then I'll have that same ol' deja vu
I'm careless by and by, and I'm reckless through and through (through and through)
So if you buy me ice cold beer, I'll do some funny shit for you (just for you)
I went down to the hoedown, brought my kratom to the scene (what a scene)
Just as I found a loving girl, the sheriff busted me for weed (took the weed)
Bringing more wood to the coward's campfire
Bringing more wood 'til I've burned my last desire
Morning came around, and I'm beaten through and through
This must be that same ol' deja vu
Spent my last earned dollar on that sweet peyote tea (peyote tea)
Asked the shaman what it does, he said it brings good memories (what a tease)
But as I tripped he took my wallet, all the henry and the grass (not the grass)
Oh I hollered, "Lawdy lawdy, I can't let this fire last" (burnt my ass)
Ain't bringing more wood to the coward's campfire
Ain't bringing more wood til' I've burned my last desire
Morning comes around, no more beaten through and through
Now I ain't got that same ol' deja vu (deez nutz)
(Great)
(Life for your crop)
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Writer(s): Daniel Tadeo
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