Cowboy Cult
I've got a ticket to ride
And I ain't staying behind
For a little spit to the hand
With all the damage you've said
I've got a one track mind
With all these nails in my spine
I need a bit of sense in my time
While i'm just livin to die
What isn't conscious never ends
Always tends
To be blend with all the bad thoughts In my head
That you've probably never heard of
It's just growing like a trend
That descends the distinction
Of a man who's friends
With his own exceptions
Oh how depressing
Such a blessing
In this state which i'm investing
I wasn't sold until you said
It's a cowboy cult
It's a cowboy cult
It's a cowboy cult
It's a cowboy cult
You say it don't make sense
Unless it's in my defense
I must be prone to offend
But would i do it again
If i'm a preacher or a prophet
You know I just can't stop talking
About giving you false promise
While I make up all the profit
I'm forbidden and forgiven
In the eyes of what i'm driven
I'm just living into question
No direction, I should ease up on the Tension
Don't you flirt with my temptation
Just before my own redemption
It wasn't clear until you said
It's a cowboy cult
It's a cowboy cult
It's a cowboy cult
It's a cowboy cult
And I ain't staying behind
For a little spit to the hand
With all the damage you've said
I've got a one track mind
With all these nails in my spine
I need a bit of sense in my time
While i'm just livin to die
What isn't conscious never ends
Always tends
To be blend with all the bad thoughts In my head
That you've probably never heard of
It's just growing like a trend
That descends the distinction
Of a man who's friends
With his own exceptions
Oh how depressing
Such a blessing
In this state which i'm investing
I wasn't sold until you said
It's a cowboy cult
It's a cowboy cult
It's a cowboy cult
It's a cowboy cult
You say it don't make sense
Unless it's in my defense
I must be prone to offend
But would i do it again
If i'm a preacher or a prophet
You know I just can't stop talking
About giving you false promise
While I make up all the profit
I'm forbidden and forgiven
In the eyes of what i'm driven
I'm just living into question
No direction, I should ease up on the Tension
Don't you flirt with my temptation
Just before my own redemption
It wasn't clear until you said
It's a cowboy cult
It's a cowboy cult
It's a cowboy cult
It's a cowboy cult
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Writer(s): Max Diaz
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