Cursed In My Pickup Truck

There is no place I want to go
I just want to get out of here
Cause when I decided to stay
I die by the bottle and a tear
Got my hat and my guitar
I've got none and an open road
I take no bends or goddamn curves
I just go with the flow
I Left my baby I left my friends
And I left my goddamn luck
But that's okay 'cause I'm in heaven
Cursed in, my pick-up truck
You can say what you want
I still go my own way
Don't need no house or baby
I just live day by day
I don't need no fucked up job
I just steal shit on the road
Just got some food and money
From the truck-stop down below
Left my baby I left my friends
And I left my goddamn luck
But that's okay 'cause I'm in heaven
Cursed in, my pick-up truck
I sold my soul to the devil
And I ain't got no regrets
She made me pick this guitar easy
With no tears and no sweat
If I could do it al over
I'll do everything the same
Yes it's true that I'm a cheater
When life, is a goddamn game...
Left my baby I left my friends
And I left my goddamn luck
But that's okay 'cause I'm in heaven
Cursed in, my pick-up truck



Credits
Writer(s): Eric C P Haamers, Viktor A W Noatschk
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